I’m heart broken, everyday I want to get better. Everyday I look forward to something so far that I’ll never reach. I don’t want a future, but I also want to make my family happy. My life is full of disappointments. Yes, I’m not fully aware of his existence anymore and well I’m almost getting over him. But I’m still fucked. Not over him, but over the fact that I let him ruin me. I should be happy, I should love life. I should enjoy myself. Why can’t I have happiness? I want to be over with everything, with all my feelings. But I don’t know what true happiness is anymore. I’m angry, I’m mad at myself. I hate the world. Can’t I just have some peace? I deserve happiness, don’t I?