36th post.

Fuck, it's meant for anger, happy, sad and sorrows. To me, it's only anger, sad and sorrows for now. Like whatever i do, i feel so no life. -'- Cb, i don't wanna say anymore. I'm tired, yet god doesn't let me have a break. None. How i feel inside, you know? No you don't.  I feel fuckedup like one bitch. -'-

-I don't fit into anything, anymore.