Ekka~

Fuck my life. I hate this shit. It ain't getting better anywhere. Once I think it's getting better I get a fucking back stab from the ones I thought I could trust. This shit is fucking killing me. -.- People don't realize that this is really killing my will to actually try to have a life. Ugh. It's so much that I wanna tell people but never can. Cause I keep everything inside of me. People think I'm strong when I'm actually not, I'm about to breakdown each and FUCKING every day. So don't need more shit. -.- I'm fucking done. Don't know why I'm alive anymore. Even if someone reads this and asks me about it I'ma act strong like it's nothing wrong. Cause that's how I am, I can't show myself week in front of people which I sometimes wish I could. But there aren't anyone that I trust that much to talk to them about my problems and how I really feel. It fucking sucks. There is no one in this world that I can talk to about my feelings... I'm loosing those I could talk to, so wtf am I gonna do now? Ugh.... Where are the ones I trust the most when I need them? Please, just kill me. I don't want this shit anymore...