When the littlest thing goes wrong, it brings me to a bad place.reminds me of this black cloud that's been hovering over my life. Why can't I just see it as a speed bump.instead of as a complete failure? I'm loved by many, but feel empty. Hate this
The demons came back, I am not fighting them anymore because I don't have the strength and honestly I just fucking give up.<<<would you give up if I told you I loved you, slayed those demons, and helped you regain your strength?