
PeakIncels
burn for something or fade into ashes- 14.0 bmi
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since i was a kid i never had anyone to vent or speak to
I never could be vulnerable to anyone, with my problems.
i grew up, bottling all my emotions and feelings, never letting them noticeable, and now appearing as a soulless and monotone person, and only when I'm alone, I allow myself to feel.
but sometimes, you can't keep everything, sometimes, it's too much, for everyone.
over the years, I've gotten weaker, sicker and most importantly
sensitive, to things that poked my problems, crumbling under the slightest pressure
I turned myself into a glass cannon, ready to shatter at the smallest needle
i hate my weakness, i hate how all of this is
yet again
self, inflicted
I never could be vulnerable to anyone, with my problems.
i grew up, bottling all my emotions and feelings, never letting them noticeable, and now appearing as a soulless and monotone person, and only when I'm alone, I allow myself to feel.
but sometimes, you can't keep everything, sometimes, it's too much, for everyone.
over the years, I've gotten weaker, sicker and most importantly
sensitive, to things that poked my problems, crumbling under the slightest pressure
I turned myself into a glass cannon, ready to shatter at the smallest needle
i hate my weakness, i hate how all of this is
yet again
self, inflicted