the life of a girl
It hurts to know that you will ever know how much it affected me.
I can’t eat.
I can’t sleep.
I feel like veryone is out to get me. Like I’ll die any second.
I can’t even open my curtains. I cover my windows up with thick blankets just to make sure.
I can’t stand leaving my room.
I feel like there’s cameras everywhere. Watching my every move.
My skin itches, it burns everytime someone touches me.
I can’t stand hugs or high five.
And I have to wash my hands everytime someone touches them.
My clothes don’t feel right. My skin doesnt feek right. My room doesn’t feel safe. My bed doesn’t feel warm.
And the worst part of it is that almost no one will ever know. Almost no one will ever care. And almost no one will ever believe me.
But that’s just the life of a girl.
so sad but nice