Everyday gives me reason of ending my life. Just now, I mess at my work.
And the people that I know seems to be pushing me back with their awkward stares and their smiles that I know were fake. Shit.
I’ve been a good person, I am trying hard to have a kind heart. But still they see me as if I am a contigous disease.
1 Step Forward, 2 Steps Back in Welcome to my Life
- July 3, 2018, 5:13 a.m.
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