I went through a lot of old pictures
pictures of the times before and I remember everything so vivid…so vivid that it actually hurts me to no extent…
I remember all the times I’ve failed, and I remember all the people that I “loved”. Why is it that all I can think of now is the negatives? Where in my mind would there be anything that gives me joy anymore?
I remember hurting “her”
I remember hurting “them”
I remember hurting “us”
I remember all these feelings, the regrets, the pain.
I remember wasting my time on you.
I remember wasting my money on you
I’m tired of living the life of memories.
I just want to
I’m not staying inside my room because I’m lazy.
I’m staying away from the outside because I’m annoyed. BY EVERYTHING.
but all along it was my fault you’re acting this way.
I’m sincerely sorry :(