Trying not to cry…

I don’t understand why I’m such a mess these days. Every day it’s getting worse. I have only negative feelings, about the past, the present and even worse the future. I’m afraid of getting lonelier than I already am. No one of my so-called ‘real-life’ friends cares about me, how I am, how I feel. But hey, at least I should already learn ignoring it. It won’t help me to suffer because of this crap. I’m the same lonely stray cat that I used to be my whole life. No changes. No place to call home, no people to call true derp friends. Always wandering, hopeful, to find, someday, my peace.
But I’m tired of being strong.
There will be a big breakdown soon, I can feel that. Of course I won’t give up, huh. I have to keep on going. Like always.

(Source: starve-till-perfection)

No one can hear me screaming… other way, why should they care either… My head is a mess… gosh, I feel so damn lonely.

Wow. Wie mein Hass auf mich selbst gewachsen ist.