I can't help myself but to feel sad when people are comfortable with the world.
Sometimes, I wonder why I feel this way, why I go through these emotions which I am unable to take control of.
I try several times to not give in to my best pill. It hurts to swallow it, but they used to tell me that great things come after great pain.
It stings but I guess, that is just the bonus part.
The pain is comforting,
Because I deserve it.
I dont deserve any distractions,
Because I need the feeling of pain to realize who I am.
What a horrible, horrible person I am.
-LovableConundrum
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