Red beads‌♰

I love your laughter, it's still sweet to me

No god helped me..

However, if she were alive, many things would be different

She was always with me, maybe she could understand me better than anyone..

She knew and understood me better than I did myself

I miss someone I would die to see..

Who should I tell my story to?

Both its absence and its presence bother me

I am fighting my loneliness..

Life is just full of pain

Is what you call life worth it?

You and I are very similar..

I need her silence as soon as possible..

Death is the only place where peace can be found..