I thought I moved past the need for this diary. I thought I had grown past the need to think through my emotions but I'm just a weak as I was before.
I'm so sick of instability. I'm so sick of never knowing how I'm going to feel.
It's like walking on a wire every fucking day and I'm so tired.
YOU ARE READING
Dark skinned Dreams
RandomJust trying to find myself and my place. Just trying to find peace. People told me I should make a diary and this is it. It's all personal thoughts and feelings I hope that I'm not alone in feeling. Major trigger warning ahead.
