What happens when memories are slowly stripped away from your life? Do you become lost? Do you live the rest of your life in solitude? Even worse what if these memories you wish to create don’t even exist? What happens next?
Why is life soo hard right now… Struggling to cope
I hate how he has to suffer…
To love at all is to be vulnerable
Everyone takes for granted, the important things that matter, the things I wish I could have back, the things that will never be the same for me again… Fuck society and everyone in it