Eunalyphia Biblioteca

everyday is basically the same shit over and over ever since that day, it is especially bad during christmas

you both want me to do different things at the same time when i told you that i can’t because the other one want it like this, you both say the same shit that you can do it for the other one later when i pretend to not know anything when asked because this one want it to be kept secret, i got told by that one because i seems to “not care” you both kept giving me the short end of the stick every damn time my christmas wish never changed for years, it’s still the same i’m still wishing the same stupid dream to somehow split my body into two although somehow it was fulfilled, it’s incomplete i still have to go through the same shit over and over in my pray, i always apologizing over and over to God because i can’t celebrate this day it somehow become especially worse this year reality betray my expectation thinking it could somehow turn a little bit better, flawlessly