Confused
Sometimes I really wonder what am I living for. I asked myself a number of times.
I though I was self sufficient and independent. Apparently, I am not, I am missing something.
I can only blame myself for the atrocities I had done to myself.
" I had painted the skies black so that I could not see the stars."
I though I was self sufficient and independent. Apparently, I am not, I am missing something.
I can only blame myself for the atrocities I had done to myself.
" I had painted the skies black so that I could not see the stars."