This is a journal – or a diary – I wrote through-out three day writing about my feelings. Usually, the way I express my feelings or stressful moments is through writing. This is an outcome of love feelings I’ve been keeping inside of me for far too long.
P.S.: It could be real yet a fantasy of my own.
Chapter I:
I don’t know where to start or where to end, I’ve tried to commit suicide more than I tried to live. Every time I’m one step away from death someone comes and saves me from my hell. Now when she’s gone, I’m not there, death is a certain pace in my life. Every time I tried after I left