I am sooo convinced that life refuses to make me happy.. if it isn't my parents.. then it's other things.. beyond my control.. life refuses me happiness.. it's like i'm cursed.. it's like someone is set out to get me.. find me.. and when i'm happpy.. shoot me down and make me completely miserable.. i'm convinced.. life hates me.. i hate me.. i hate my life.. so i guess we are both on the same page..
Maybe itd be easier if i were dead...
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