No one is probably going to see this and maybe no one is going to care but I’m so so tired and I hate always saying that. because I’m not ALWAYS like down and tired and sick of everything. there’s days where I smile so hard my cheeks hurt and I feel like the world is the best place to be and life’s amazing and I’m so happy and nothing has ever gone wrong in life.
but I feel something will go wrong and I start getting scared. Like I’m a little too happy and it’s scary because something will go wrong won’t it? like yes my dad is smiling and making jokes and he’s being attentive and he’s giving advice that’s actually nice and helpful and full of love….but how long will that last before he like you know like… before he does what he does like…
how long before everything goes to shit and life’s a grey and gloomy and everything in me is calling for me to run and run and never look back. Which I can never ever do because I’m trapped.
I feel
so so so
old
Please....
So you’ll take me on museum dates and write me letters every weekend ?
Tfou
and let the history books name joe biden, rishi sunak, justin trudeau, emmanuel macron, ursula von der leyen and every other world leader who did not step in to prevent the genocide of palestine as cold-blooded murderers. may they face a shred of the immeasurable pain and suffering they allowed to be committed against 2.2. million innocent lives.
I suppose I still have some hope left, it’s not east to push yourself and ignore what’s you’re feeling. It’s not easy to smile and say that everything is ok when in fact everything is falling apart.
Sometimes you just have to push those feelings down in a glass bottle that buried deep in your soul and forget about them
But let them out slowly
Because the glass bottle can crack or shatter or over flow with these feelings
And it can take a toll on you
☕️