There’s no point on trying to fight your rights with someone who would never admit their wrongs. There’s no point in treating wounds that would end up there again eventually. Why then do I keep trying. Why do I keep trying.
I need peace. I need a higher realization that this life is bigger and better than it is now. I will die if this doesn’t end, I feel my soul rotting at its core more and more everytime I come to this. I need help. Maybe we need help.