It fucking hurts when you realized that everything you believed in turns out to be completely utter bullshit.
So fucking relevant.
That moment when you’re in your room, all alone and you feel the tears starting to come.
It occurs in your room because that’s the only source where you would break down in depression and tears with out nobody knowing. You just silently cry and shed the water works while everyone is asleep. At night, it all hits you 10x more because of the lack of sleep making matters worst. Up all night with your dried tears, staring at the ceiling, hoping it doesn’t carry on to the morning. It’s a terrible feeling indeed.
