the remains of my soul are so miniscule, it will take 1000 years to regain 1% of my soul, but what i have is enough to be happy, to feel loved, to feel... alive, tbh i dont even feel my own heart, but i know its there bc im still alive, i already lost my mom to the clutches of hate, my aynt went drunk, so 2 ppl already screwed up to begin with, 99% of my school, once thought i was God, now think im lifeless, lost the ability to cry at all, only 1 girl my age at my school truly likes me, my normal friends, now like brothers i never had, 2 hardcore worlds lost to death on minecraft 20w51a, my tablet's touch screen malfunctioning, my older cousin in jail twice, fear of failure to succeed in life, and constantly picked on and me getting in trouble when its not my fault, somedays i just wanna nuke the entire planet
