Even heroes have the right to bleed

I felt terrible. Just moments ago I just wish I could die. I had the most nostalgic feeling. A feeling I sworn to myself years ago that I should never ever or (want) to feel in my life ever again. I don’t know why but for that five minutes my life felt like it was crumbling down with all these thoughts swarming my head and it didn’t feel like reality. it was like a nightmare. i felt like I was lost in a huge maze, all alone. My entire mood hit rock bottom. I felt.. empty.

Sometimes I wonder, who the fuck am i? Who am I tryina kid?

But hokayyy.. had a good cry. Tumblred, felt a whole lot better and gained composure. Those pictures with strong words, sentences phrases hit me hard. they repeated, constantly reminding me that I’ll be okay. and yes, I am okay. Am going to turn in now, stop thinking like a mad bitch and wake up feeling all fresh tmr morning. I hope I am not deluding myself..

and if you are reading this, just to let you know, in the midst of these crazy thoughts,
I thought of you :)