I’m so fucking tired of this bullshit.
I want to runaway. I’m serious. If only I can runaway to a place where nobody knows me. If only I can just escape. I don’t want to deal with this anymore. It’s like the second I’m almost happy, something comes in my way. I feel like I’ll never be happy again. I feel like it’s never gonna go right for me. All the blames, everything on me. All the pain, heartbreaks, all those rumors, backstabbers and fake friends. I feel like nobody will ever understand. Nobody really gives a fuck anyway. Sometimes, I even doubt if I should still have faith. I mean, seriously. I just don’t see the point of going through this fucking torture every single day for nothing. I honestly don’t really know the purpose of living anymore! Why can’t things go right just for once? I feel trapped. Sometimes, I even consider suicide as an option.
(Source: theydontmakeemlikeunomore)
