"You do need people; you need them so much so that it scares you to death. You drive them away so they don’t get too close; yet you regret it every time you do. You claim you don’t want anyone to understand you. But you do. You want it very much. It’s just that you don’t believe that it is possible for anyone to understand, and you cannot bear to be let down again."
One of my professors told me that the most intelligent people are often the saddest and most depressed because they actually understand how shitty the world is.
Ơ cái comment :|
"I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me.
I cannot even explain it to myself."
Mọi chuyện sẽ ổn, tất cả rồi sẽ ổn.
Đm. Khó thở quá.
Cần một kì nghỉ.