GERMAN
He/him
"Even when I win, it feels hollow. The applause is just noise to drown out the silence in my head."

"There's a kind of sadness that doesn't scream, doesn't cry, doesn't even whisper it just quietly settles into your bones, making a home out of the emptiness. You laugh, you talk, you exist... but none of it feels real. People say they care, but they always leave. So you stop reaching out, stop expecting anything. Eventually, you just learn to live with the ache, like it's a part of you because maybe it always has been."

Kill me