Why am I even here?
I don't see the point of me being in this life. My life is already a living hell and it was people in my life that made it this way. I'm still in the deepest pit of my personal hell. Some days I want die those days I don't see my point in this life. I suppose this is one of those day's. I just feel as if I should leave as if WattPad has made this situation worse for me. I don't know who cares for me and who doesn't it's one of the things I want too know.
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