Life fluctuates so easily between beauty and terror. You blink and everything you thought you had achieved is gone. You work and fight and puke trying to make your life bearable but without realising it turns out it's a lie. One moment and it's gone. You crave the past because you are terrified the future will only hold more pain.
I think all my friends have left here now.
Now friends in reality. No friends in my head and no one to hear my screams of terror.
How can you live when you so badly wish you could die