I can no longer find my purpose and my urge to seek it has vanished.
Every word, every breath, is nothing but a waist of my existence.
When can it be over?
Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 2:12 PM UTC
I can no longer find my purpose and my urge to seek it has vanished.
Every word, every breath, is nothing but a waist of my existence.
When can it be over?
