love, aine.

being a daughter, a sister, and a person. being alive. living. i hope she knows i regret it all.

i regret living the life i am living in right now. to force myself to be strong ‘cause i have no choice. living here is no difference from living with your enemies. i am a trespasser inside my own territory. a prey for the hungry wolves i call my family.

bullshit.

and i hope she knows that i regret it all. being alive but barely living.

but i doubt people would take interest in words made by my worn out mind. i could write a book on what these thoughts are, but i am afraid that people might criticize me for writing the same thing page after page, over and over again.

sounds somewhat romantic, but have you ever tried living for someone? i have. and i will continue to do so.

i will live for as long as i can and spend a lifetime with you. i will live to learn your being, enough for me to find you in our next life. dying seems like a waste of time, that is why i will give it my all to live for you.

people often think one’s downfall has to do with weakness and vulnerability. they despise being weak, wished they were always strong, and would suppress emotions that might show how fragile they actually are. but in reality, being weak and vulnerable is what makes us human. we are capable of feeling emotions and have deeper understanding of things.