Life is pointless, I swear.
Mom wants me homeless again, I've been so hungry that I overate for a week straight, I can't get back in control, I'm dropping two classes, I fail, my life fails.
What other things could go wrong?
My life...is worthless.
Like anybody cares, except for a couple people...maybe.
I know one does, but I rarely see her.
She's my reason to live, my best friend. We've been through a lot...but...
I...don't...want to.
I just want this over. Call me a failed experiment. It's over.
Can't we just end it?
I have no intention to, because I can't. I couldn't do that to the couple people who still actually give a shit about this broken, bony skinbag.
And I have no idea why they still do.
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