Have you ever felt like maybe all the good emotions you surround yourself with are all a feeble attempt at staving off reality?
Have you ever felt that the suffering that at once seemed so finite does not seem like it will have a foreseeable end?
Have you ever wanted to just kill yourself?
In case you haven't noticed, I'm feeling incredibly shitty, and won't dare to put it up on the other journal.
Looks like it's going to be one of those nights...
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