I feel like someone is repeatedly punching my soul in the nuts. I feel like my ribcage is full of sharp rocks. My face burns from all the salt. I feel like a piece of garbage, kicked around by anyone. Im sick. Im sick of it all, im sick of all the fuckers. Im sick of being this way. Im sick. Im fucking sick if it all, and the worst part, its all my own fault.
Excuse my language, i really angry. I want to shout, kick, punch, i cant be in my own skin, im so angry at what my life has been...
I will leave it in the past.
These emotions will go in a moment, i still holding on, but as ussual, ungratefuly wishing I was dead.
Excuse my language, i really angry. I want to shout, kick, punch, i cant be in my own skin, im so angry at what my life has been...
I will leave it in the past.
These emotions will go in a moment, i still holding on, but as ussual, ungratefuly wishing I was dead.