Tears.

I hate that feeling when you randomly feel depressed. There is no warning, no apparent reason. It just happens. You feel empty, and you feel hopeless. And you just feel tired. As if you never want to move again. Then when someone asks you what's wrong, you can't say because there is nothing that comes to mind.

Happily ever afters? I'm sorry they don't happen. Maybe with love, maybe in fairytales, but not in my life. August came to an end today, and it definitely did not end with a happily ever after. Nothing is bugging me, it's just that overwhelming sadness that eats away every possible part of your sane soul and leaves you there, empty. Wait, no. Maybe everything is wrong. Reality is knocking on your door, forcing you to wake up from this dream, forcefully making you accept the fact that NOTHING is going right. Yes, that's whats' wrong- everything.

It hurts so much I can literally feel my inner soul crumbling. I've had enough of this tedious cycle of being sad, but still forcing laughters and faking smiles. It's so tiring you know, to have even the most optimistic cell in your body acknowledging that nothing can go right anymroe.

Maybe I'm too tired of trying, maybe I'm too screwed to turn things around, or maybe I've reached my limit.