I feel trapped with in my own life, everything that comes good to me is only temporary. and the things that stay long make me desperate for them, I don't want to be like that. I hate myself, I hate life, I keep trying to run from it... but I know it's already been caught up with me for a while, I hate faking. acting like everything is fine when I know deep down I'll always be the same... just a scared kid who had to survive to even be here, and that survival came at a great cost. my sanity, emotions, well being,
