when you check your dry ass phone and realize you’re a lonely piece of shit who has nothing to look forward to so you just bed rot your life away further
No one wants to hear this but sometimes it’s your fault. Your life isn’t good and it’s your fault. You made bad decisions/ choices and sadly, these are the consequences of your actions.
Nadie habla del duelo que es el de aceptar que quizá algunas cosas que imaginabas para tu vida no van a suceder como esperabas, o quizá no van a suceder en absoluto. Y solo queda dejarlas ir en silencio