*I play with my fingers and take another deep breath* - Bruno
*I wrap my arms around my legs* I can’t..
I think about dying but I don’t want to die, not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic, theres so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m wasting every second, even now i’m writing this when I should be out there, I should be living. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell i’m doing or how to get out.
this hit me hard, wow
*I lean my head up slowly and look around as I think to myself* - Bruno
*I bend my knees and lean my forehead on them*
*I take a deep breath as I try to calm down* - Brunk
*I slide down against the door and sit down* *I close my eyes*
*I lean over the railing and close my eyes tight* *I run my hands over my hair* - Bruno
*I lean my head back on the door and hold back tears*
*I open my mouth to say something but I stop* *I clench my jaw hard and groan as I pick up a pillow* *I throw it across the room and go back to the balcony again* *I slam the door closed and walk away* - Bruno
*I jump and lean back against the door*