And so I’ve learned…
I don’t know what happened to my mind, my sanity, my confidence, my independence…
Everything that made me Mandy is
And I don’t know what to do.
I feel like nothing, I feel nothing.
It sounds so cliche, but I can’t wait to die because I’m so sick of going through the same shit.
It’s all a cycle.
Everything has a beginning, middle, and end;
It’s good, it’s great, it’s gone.