It's getting harder to deny that something inside me hurts every single minute of my very existence. No, it's not the problem that matters. It is hardly a problem at all.
I try to do everything I possibly can to suppress it, to avoid it. But there are no painkillers for being dumb as fuck.
I don't know what it is anymore. I don't know how to fight it. I just don't know. And on the top of that I probably don't want to know.

This fight inside is breaking me again.

@музыка: 10 years – The autumn effect

@настроение: not enough human effigies

@темы: грустняшки, дорогой дневник, сегодня я убил шлюху, я, снова я и гора трупов