the feeling sucks...


im not any better than you...


im not doing great as well but im trying..


im bleeding inside but do you care? 


do you know about it? 


all you know was how hurt and depressed you are...


but, please, think of me.


why i did this. 


why i forced myself to make such a hurtful decision. 


how many times i had cry but do you know that?