I hate the fact that life doesn’t always work out the way you want… that dreams seldom come true and most times happiness intermingles with sorrow. I hate it that you can rarely say what really is in your heart, and pause time for a few seconds. I hate not being able to control my thoughts, and stop them from coming.
I am just so, so tired, and all I want is to fall asleep and not wake up for a hundred years, like in a fairytale, and be safe in a secret room at the top of an inaccessible tower, surrounded by flesh-ripping thorns and mythical beasts, where nobody can see me, find me or wake me.
I just want to be alone.. forever and ever.
I want to just close my eyes, and find a whole different world when I open them again.