I'M LAYING IN MY BED, IT'S LATE, I DO HAVE SLEEPINESS BUT AT THE SAME TIME I DON'T, MY THOUGHTS ARE KILLING ME, I DON'T KNOW WHY, BECAUSE, THOSE ARE ABOUT THINGS AND PEOPLE THAT HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH ME. I DON'T KNOW NEITHER WHY I'M WRITING THIS IN ENGLISH, MAYBE I EXPRESS MYSELF BETTER IN THIS WAY, ANYWAY, THAT DOESN'T CHANGE THE FACT THAT MY INSIDE ISN'T FEELING GOOD, AND, IT'S NOT BAD LIKE BEFORE, IN FACT, IT'S WORST. I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO EXPRESS ALL THOSE THINGS WITH MY OWN WORDS -OR SOMEONE ELSE-, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M FEELING RIGHT NOW OR WHY; I'M THINKING AGAIN ¨WHY ME?¨, ¨WHY NOW?¨ , ¨GAY OR WHAT?¨, AND LOT OF THINGS MORE.
I NEVER THOUGHT THAT I WOULD LEAVE ALL THOSE FEELINGS APART OR WHATEVER, BUT ACTUALLY I THOUGHT THAT I COULD TEAR APART IT AND LIVE NORMALLY; I WAS ENJOYING ALL THE NORMAL STUFF AND I DON'T KNOW HOW THE HELL EVERYTHING SEIZED ALL OVER AGAIN AND IT'S SO FRUSTRATING. MAYBE THIS IS SO SO SO BAD DRAFTED THAT I'M SHAMING MYSELF, BUT I DON'T CARE SO MUCH, CAUSE I'M JUST TELLING ALL THIS TO LET GO OUT WHAT I'M FEELING, AND WHAT I'M FEELING IS A HORRIBLE PAIN, AN INFINITE SADNESS, AN OPPRESSIVE LONELINESS, INFINITE THINGS AND THA'T IS TORTURING MYSELF AND MAKES ME THINK ABOUT TORTURING FOR MY OWN...IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN, THANKS.
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