-sigh-

He sighs deeply and curls up in a ball. Regretting the fact he only tries to see good in people. Nothing never works as plan, how hard he tries and wishes even prays. Right now it’s just as if everything slips through his fingers. A worthless, hard and painful feeling. 

Milan doesn’t feel like anything, not even a living creature right now. He was weak, emotionally and mentally. His brains kept tricking him. His heart kept hurting him. The stinging “no one cares” and the stabbing “no one actually likes you” his brain is telling him strike right through his heart.

‘Someone, please just ’ His eyes started to water. Clearly he was tricked again. The Serbian wasn’t like this usual; but the days he is, can get him killed.

Anyone who wants to wash my back.

“Going to shower - I’ll reply later.” He laughs playfully.

 

All these new people and followers

 He waves happily and chuckled. “Ayo all of you!”

“Damn - I feel very lucky to have all of you here. Please give me some time. I’m going to try to send everyone a message.”

Milan is bored.

“Anyone up to plot or para?  -Normal chats are welcome too.” He sighs deeply as he puffed his cheeks. ‘Making friends is so hard if you ask me.“ He thought as he leaned against the wall.