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 …..