I don't really know when this started, or when it's going to end, I'll I know is that I'm sick of life and everything in it. People hate me, and to tell you the truth, I hate myself. During adolescence, my parents assured me that everything would pass, and I would feel normal again. Everything is not normal, years later in college. In fact, I feel hopeless. But, I haven't had a genuine friend... ever, to come to think of it.
People probably....
You know what, I really don't want to type anymore.
People probably....
You know what, I really don't want to type anymore.
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