No courage to live, no courage to die either. I can’t cry anymore, my eyes have become as the atacarma. I’d really like to talk to someone that can help without holding back. I’m basically floating.
in Confession
No courage to live, no courage to die either. I can’t cry anymore, my eyes have become as the atacarma. I’d really like to talk to someone that can help without holding back. I’m basically floating.