I want to run away from these feelings and hide forever. Someone asked ‘What’s so bad about your life?’ and you know, I’ve got nothing to say. My life should be fine. So why am i goddamn sad all the time? Why do i want to strangle myself in a public restroom? Why do I imagine the look on the face of whoever finds my body? I don’t understand. I don’t deserve to feel so bad when I have it so good. Why?
