when did life get so hard?
when does the suffering end?when does it finally become enough?
i hate feeling this way, when i cant control what is happening in my life. everything is so out of my hands...destiny fucks me over.
im sry im so insecure
im sry my grandmother dying
im sry but no matter what i cant get myself to trust you
im sry but i dont know if this is gonna work out nemore
i need you and u arent there...suprised?