I’m smoking and so many people walk by and open the door. I’m still not finished and some people still walk by. And then I’m done, waiting in the cold. And no one comes anymore. And it’s just me outside in the freezing night. And no one comes anymore. 

It feels like I’m being dragged down into an abyss. It’s so hard to breathe nowadays. I’m drowning.

❝Can you see me? All of me? Probably not. No one ever really has.❞