I feel like writing but have nothing to write about that isn't old news. I'm still waiting for my 18th birthday, and I am single again. I want to run away and never look back. I am sick of trusting that everything will turn out okay. the truth is, it won't. nothing will last love is a lie. feelings for someone come and go without any purpose. we subjuect ourselves to pain mentally sometimes physically. nothing ever changes in human nature we preserve our line and we die. anything else is killing time
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