When night kisses the end of day, there’s a moment, when my cares just… fall away, a feeling of gliding, upon calm waters of life, when peace and love, overcome my strife….
thinking of ways to **** myself thinking of reasons to hate myself
while you're sleeping
because I told you I was fine.
Thoughts- Which is better? To get help for your thoughts for the worry of another? Or let them think you're fine and let them sleep peacefully for once?