Have you ever so sad just because you re just being you? That’s exactly what I’m feeling. I am suffering from my own thought, battling with my own heart for what my brains know, feeling not good enough, Thinking to disappears without anyone knows and then wondering is there anyone gonna miss me if I do. Thinking about my dreams but not doing anything to get it. Being me is so complicated. and it sucks. No one knows. neither I. life has been a dick for these past years. I am tired of being me but but I can’t stop. Been thinking to become an asshole person, when I did deep down I knew it wasn’t right.