I still don’t know what happend to me.How I have to be perfect to someone else rather than to myself. all the voices in my head keep telling me that i’m not good enough. i try to give my best, but i could only see my weakness. after all, we live in this cruel world. I know I have to deal with it but it’s tiring after all. • • • my god, what the hell did i just write?
I still don’t know what happend to me.How I have to be perfect to someone else rather than to myself. all the voices in my head keep telling me that i’m not good enough. i try to give my best, but i could only see my weakness. after all, we live in this cruel world. I know I have to deal with it but it’s tiring after all. • • • my god, what the hell did i just write?
I still don’t know what happend to me.How I have to be perfect to someone else rather than to myself. all the voices in my head keep telling me that i’m not good enough. i try to give my best, but i could only see my weakness. after all, we live in this cruel world. I know I have to deal with it but it’s tiring after all. • • • my god, what the hell did i just write?
