Thread:Toastedkorekiyo/@comment-37930514-20190621233554/@comment-39375566-20190621234337

ok is this a good paragraph in all or??:

It felt like I was drowning, but in my own thoughts. I was searching for something to cling on to, to save me from all the disturbing thoughts, but there was nothing. I surrendered, and began to feel like the scum of the Earth. I wondered what it was like to live a life, one of no suffering or pain, a life that of a gleeful person, not one of a shell of a human whose last wisps of hope had left them, not one of a corpse. My breathing quicked, as did my thoughs, the thoughts circling so quickly though my head, it was as if they were carving into my skull. I began to bite my nails, fidget, with my heart rate increasing as I convinced myself that I would stay here for the rest of my life. The only things I knew were that I was worthless, unloveable, and that everyone was out to get me. I began to pull at my hair, wanting to poke my eyes, until I remembered where I was, and realized that I wouldn't be able to leave if I did so. I began to silently cry, feeling as if I was no longer human, but simply a corpse, as if the life had been extracted out of my veins in the past few hours.