This is a small portion of a 4-month journal i wrote in 3 days which involved a chaotic war with sleep. (Casualties totaled to an ocean of coffee and the murder of a fraction of my sanity):
i have come across this post in facebook that goes:
“What is the saddest word in English?”
I was almost good enough for her. She was almost inlove with me. We almost made it
Its a sad word, i admit. It means being so close to something, but never being good enough to actually reach it.
But still, im glad this word existed.
died killed myself.
I ALMOST gave up.