this is my body. this is my life. do not cross my boundaries. no means no. you hurt me, you know that, right? do not touch, stay away, my life isn't just a game to play.

dayy of my life

Nights are hard, days are hard.. At night everything becomes dark and cold, emptiness is enlarged and everything becomes too loud. At day, that emptiness and loneliness becomes much more visible in a sense. You just realise how alone you are, and every waking second is a nightmare. It's currently 9am, I have been awake …