I never asked for it. I never asked to be an adult!
kiss me hard before you go
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How are you doing there? Are you still hanging on? This is so hard, a life. I regret it. I regret that when I was a kid, I could think that being a grownup would fix all my problems. But the reality is that growing up is a problem. You face everything—every little thing that you've never faced before. A million times I tell myself, It will be ok; everything will pass; I can get through this. But, I know, it's not easy; it's even hard. You go walking on the rocky path, and you bleed a lot. (But everything will pass, right?) Mum told me to follow the flow, but the flow was too strong for me; it washed me, but not to the shore; it washed me deeply to the depths; it makes me can't breathe; I'm out of breath. Mom, I can't figure it out.
This is so unfair when you're trying to explain your feelings, when you're trying to communicate things with the person, but you're the one who always feels guilty, even when reality says no. You should do it, you should say it; you have your right. So you stopped, you let your feelings down, you let this problem go around, and you hurt yourself more deeply. This is suck!
does it disgust you that you want me this bad?
well, well, I'm unwell