I hate my life. I've done nothing but stupid things. Really stupid things. It's all my fault. it's all my fault why I ruined my hope, my light, a real dream. I threw them away. Their all gone. I threw each one away without thinking. Just dumped it in the trash and didn't bother to think what will happen. I hate my life. I hate nearly every moment. Every thing I've done wrong I want to go back and do it again. Now I'll telling myself I messed up. And they'll never talk to me again. I'm the broken emotional one. The very emotional one. I say as I'm crying. I've been crying for an hour. I'm crybaby. A crybaby who won't stop crying cause nothing good will last. Every good comes to an end. Quickly. Very quickly. How quick it comes is based on how good it is. I messed up. And it's not going back.
JE LEEST
The Life of Me pt.1
Non-fictieThis is my life, and the pain that comes with it. My story, and the loneliness that rides on it. This is the other side of StolenGiant, and there isn't a way back from it. So if you want to hear on how sucky my life is, read it. I honestly don't car...
