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getting so sick of it when just nobody understands. maybe because i'm always so cheerful and when i get serious at times, nobody just take it seriously. I've been hiding it and it kills. i'm supposed to act like i'm okay? i'm supposed to accept all the negativities? like what the heck? who the heck even understand? like wow! everyday is equal to some terrifying nightmare, happiness just don't last. i know it's gonna happen again, and i'm still just plain dumb, i don't know what to do because i know i can't even do anything. wow! i just hope that i don't exist, rather disappear than trying my very best to endure the pain. really hate the feeling of envious and depression, maybe you never felt what i felt and that's why you just don't understand a single bit. yes, how unfair.
...Consider it not so deeply.