Obsession / short story. Valdano
RENARD SANS
I cut, I have wanted to poke, hurt, to feel no pain in my chest. Punishment
my mind, forget my dreams, I hate my thoughts because I do not feel worthy of anything.
procrastinate, because to suffer for what I did not do anything else.
Volume
drugs, which in its mild action, give me a second breath. Abuse
food and exercise. Tired and exhausted, ceased to feel at times.
My relationships are unhealthy, because only sick people can understand me emotionally. Leo
exaggerated to silence my inner thoughts.
I'm afraid to be me. I have an exaggerated ego. Recreation and re
invention
my life constantly. I live in a distorted past. Suffer
depth and love in intensity.
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