27 October 2013
Hello, little blog of darkness and misery, I'm back after a really long while. Still unable to walk out of the darkness, and every time I hear her name and see her name I just really want to shut my eyes, crouch, and wish and wish that these nightmares would go away.
Yes, go away. Leave me alone. Those voices in the head and that mental image of her fucking face. Just go away and leave me alone and stop tormenting me. And stop talking to me. Just stop.
Is this the emptiness that the suffering speak about? One that declines your existence and forces you into this hole of inferiority, burying you and disabling you from escaping.
