![]() To feel less loved then the rest of my family.To have a huge heart that gets stepped on every fucking day of my life that people take for granted.Living in constant fear am i going to make it through 1 more ever changing day of my addicted sick cruel life, wanting to b remembered 4 something good i did in my life or feel like i was part of something.Every woman i ever known or tried to get with would always look past me and never see the kind of heart i really had even if it bit them in the ass or face.But All glory to God because hes the 1 in control of my everchanging fast paced life. To many failed relationships, didn't even kno my real mom. Story of my fucking ever changing life that continues as the world grows colder and colder and my life seems to be getting dimmer and dimmer until i cannot see it and go on anymore. ![]()
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