I hate knowing that nobody cares about me. Not a single person in this world. There's nobody out there for me, that will cure me, help me, only people that like pretending. People that like pretending to care. I used to think I had only one friend I could trust, one soulmate that would love me no matter what, at least one parent that I could talk to about my life, but now I don't even have them by my side. And it's only hurting me.
You won't need to ask what's causing these scars anymore.
I hate 'knowing the truth' sometimes.
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