sometimes i just wanna fall flat on my bed and stare at my ceiling, with no one disturbing me. or stand on the balcony and stare blankly. no it doesn't make things better, but it doesn't make things worse either.

turns out life is a lot harder than what i thought it was. everytime shit happens, i think that that's the worse it could get, then something even worse would come. there's a lot more still to come.

it wasn't enough being who i was, neither was it to go out of my way to be nice. everyone fucking person just puts a smile on their face as they walk past you, but then once you're out of sight, you're just another toy they throw away.

put all your trust in people, but they take advantage of that.

and i don't know what to believe anymore.