viernes, 6 de febrero de 2015

Sometimes I think I have an evil part hidden inside of me. It's a strong part, makes me have thoughts, bad thoughts about the people I love. I'm selfish. Sometimes I think that I'm never gonna be able to love someone, and never ever someone is gonna be able to love me. I hate my body, that's the reason about why this is happening, I'm thinking about this the entire day. I'm exhausted, I want to be free of all these fears that I have. I'm obsessed with the death, I have constant thoughts about my whole family having an accident and I feel sick. I want to be free like my dad. I want to be free.