How can people drain so damn much energy from you that your not even able to talk anymore? Like what the fuck? Isn't it supposed to feel like home? Why does it feel like hell then? Why can they all still talk and make jokes and still laugh while I just sit here and want to leave? How the fuck am I supposed to survive two more days of this? How? Just tell me please.
JE LEEST
Don't Know
Kort verhaalI'm just going to write all these dialogues and situation down here that come to my mind. Some will be based on situations I experienced some will be actual copies of them and some will be completely fictional. Also some poems will be here. The chap...
