It's like some kind of psycho emotion contract you made whenever death appears, sadness is like how the universe exist, it never stops eventhough in the daylight it all seems natural,I actually lived and smile. But it's artificial because in the end, emptiness takes place.
Shopping is like credit card too, you lose to reality because sorrow keeps hunting me like predators.
I wish it was easy like everyone said. Everyone said the same goddamn thing. They just came by to my life like I'm a somekind of 7E spending their sympathies on me and left. They never feel the pain like knives and everytime I woke up I feel so lost.
Will I ever be happy?
