1, 2, 3 red points.
It was my cat. And you believed it.
Head: *fuck you*
I am tired. Not just because I Haven’t slept. Tired of Life.
Sitzung here and thinking about my Life. What could I say? Nothing positiv.
I am alone in my Life.
Shut up said the little voice in my head when I was crying in my room. I am Not allowed to cry.