
Swede16
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- Jul 12, 2019
- 1
Everyday I convince myself to exist one more day, hoping for a miracle to fill the emptiness in my soul. And it never happens. It doesn't work that way but hope pushes me through every second of my life. I keep questioning about my purpose and I am now in a phase where I don't want to question it any further. I think even a miracle could not make me happy. I am so tired being sad and confused. I sleep everyday wishing that my body disintegrates into atoms. I keep wishing that I fade into thin air and memories about me fades. It is so unfair that people are not given consent to death. I wish people are more understanding when one wishes to disappear. I want it to be easy on me and for every one around me.