SadGirl
Specialist
- Mar 24, 2019
- 348
I can wake up badly, or I can wake up very well and with euphoria in a good mood, but she is always there, waiting for an hour that I am not waiting for her. This feeling of his chest is shrinking, that harrowing anxiety takes over my body. I find myself thinking about things that have happened, how I should have taken advantage of or dealt with certain situations. I can not get over my last and first job I had, one reason is that too. For some reason, this darkness insists on continuing, making me always think of sad things and lament for things that have already happened, that will happen, or that have never happened.