I don't know how to feel anymore.
To put it simply, I'm not happy.

I need a break. From everything. From duties, decisions, school, people and life.
I need a knife, some pills, a bathtub for dramatic setting and a white tiled bathroom.
I need an ending.

And stop asking, because if I start talking, I might start crying and never stop. because what's wrong in me is what's right in all of you.