18. Kym. Philippines. Not gay. I love collarbones, shirtless, long hairs, skins, NAOMILY <3
I miss being happy. I’ve never been fully satisfied with my life despite my low expectations. I know I’m a bitch sometimes but besides that I’ve helped people with all my heart. Why can’t I feel happiness anymore? Why do I feel like a fucking kid whose trying to find my candy that has been eaten by someone. This isn’t really what I want. Well, I don’t know what I want anymore. I’m too troubled. I have too many issues that can’t be resolved. Cause I’m tired of dealing with this shit. Every person I love eventually leaves me like i’m a piece of rag. I’ve felt enough pain. I’m only 18 for god’s sake. this is too much for me. Please get me out of my life or could you possibly kill me. I’ve had enough of life. I’m only seeing the dark side of it. Where’s the other side y’all been telling me?