who was ever there for me?

Standing in self-hatred, drowning in my tears. Looking back on my life, what I’ve been through the past 17 years. Continue reading →

hatred does not poison me, it fulfils me.

Sitting alone in the dark corner. Knees against my chest, head in my hands. Watching the tears run from eye Continue reading →

would your life suck more than mine?

just a random thought: If I were to drown in sea today, would anyone care? Like seriously, would there even Continue reading →