Well for the past two weeks things have been quite crazy.
Fighting. Hating. Depression. Hurting. Lonely.
I'm still surpise I manage to get passed it.
Honestly, I wanted to give up every moment.
This week has been interesting.
Things are good.
Which worries me so much.
I'm not the type of person who use to be happy.
For me, it's quite rare.
It worries me so much that something going to happen.
If it does, will I be able to handle it?
I honestly have no idea.
The puppet master finally decide to let the poor puppet sleep.
Alone. Cold. Unloved.
The puppet crys alone.
The feeling of being wanted slowly eatting it up.
Will there ever be a day were this poor thing will finally feel free?
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Fighting. Hating. Depression. Hurting. Lonely.
I'm still surpise I manage to get passed it.
Honestly, I wanted to give up every moment.
This week has been interesting.
Things are good.
Which worries me so much.
I'm not the type of person who use to be happy.
For me, it's quite rare.
It worries me so much that something going to happen.
If it does, will I be able to handle it?
I honestly have no idea.
The puppet master finally decide to let the poor puppet sleep.
Alone. Cold. Unloved.
The puppet crys alone.
The feeling of being wanted slowly eatting it up.
Will there ever be a day were this poor thing will finally feel free?
</3
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