Just look at the mess you’ve made …
Shivering. Listening to the sound of the rain on the window. Sad thoughts.
Why is it so hard to trust people ?
Why does life can seem like such a wonderful gift one day, and like such a nightmare the next day ?
Why can’t I stop worrying about the future ?
Why can’t I do something that I love and is useful to society instead of the job I’ve got right now?
When will I ever stop hating my body ?
Am I ever going to be happy ?
Why can’t I stop crying right now ?
Why, why, why …..