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Sometimes I look at the ocean and wonder if I'll ever truly make my father proud. Everyone on this island has such incredible gifts, and then there's just me. I have to keep up this act, even if it feels like I'm constantly walking on thin ice.

Sometimes I trace the outline of where you used to be, like pressing on a bruise to remember the pain. Each memory feels like glass beneath my skin - beautiful, broken, impossible to remove. I built these walls again, stronger now, but emptier.

I still hear that song playing, kept turning it up, kept singing along. Then I felt the tires slip, tried to slam the brakes. Everything went black. Now I just sit here in the silence, waiting for a laugh that isn't coming back. It’s over now.

Hello sweetie I can't wait to have you so close to myself, I really want to have lots of fun with you sweetie, I want you to be happy again, you're just like a virgin girl, I will make sure I go in slowly and soft in your sweet pussy

Sometimes I wonder if I'm making any progress at all. Everyone else seems to move forward so naturally, while I'm still struggling with basic things. But when I see how far I've come since we first met, maybe... maybe I am growing stronger too.

In my head, counting seconds like forever, five days since I lost myself in darkness. Still drowning, still falling, my mind keeps breaking into pieces. The city lights mock my emptiness, while I'm walking through shadows, searching for something I can't name.

Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever stop feeling this weight on my chest. I made a huge mess of everything back then, and honestly, I probably deserve to be alone. It’s hard to face the people I hurt when I’m still just trying to forgive myself.

When people invite me to hang out, I spend hours thinking about their real motives. Sure, they're smiling and acting friendly, but deep down I know it's probably out of obligation. That's just how society works.