Now that I think of it...

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Maybe I'm just unneeded.

I'm worthless to this world. I have no use but excuses as a person to live.

I'm just fat, overweight maybe.

I'm just an excuse as a friend. A daughter. A fan girl. Whatever kind of living sh*t I am.

Maybe I was meant to leave besides her.
I was the one who deserved to be forgotten.
I deserved to be buried alive and I'll just lay there and die because I know that no one would need me when I come back.

I feel ignored. Like I'm just some tiny ant, waiting to be squished by everyone.

Maybe I'm just a ghost to everyone. Maybe even to my own family. Except my grandma of course who I'd do anything to get back to her and hug her again.

Maybe I'm like Sunny. I pretend to be happy. But it's all just an excuse to keep everyone happy. But inside me, I'm just really broken inside.

I'm meant to be shot by a school shooter. But if someone aimed a gun at me, I'd just stand there and beg them to shoot me already. But then they'd feel bad for me and run away. That's how worthless I am.

I don't deserve life as I am right now. I don't deserve good grades. I don't deserve friends. I don't deserve you. I never deserved her. I don't deserve my life.

I'm just a mistake. A mistake that no one wanted. Maybe I'm just a mistake that people pretend to love. Like how people accidentally made a mistake to a painting but it actually turned good, but then the mistake just grows and grows that the painting no longer exists except to shreds.

If I never ever talk. Never update. Never seem to show that I'm active. I either died or gave up.

Maybe I've been trying to hard to be likable. But I already know that it's not going to happen.

Maybe I've been too strong for too long. Maybe it's time for me to give up. Maybe it's time for me to give up in life and be gone. Forever.

If only I knew where she was right now, I'd happily kill my self after for letting it happen, knowing that she's alright and alive. And if she's not...

I don't know what I'd do to myself.

I'm nothing. I'm a ghost. I'm an angel with a demon inside me. I'm an ant that's way too small for this world. I'm forbidden to be alive.















































































































Hahaaaaaaa

I'm just kiddingggg

April foolssssss

Ha. Ha.

Ha...

And btw _TMAG_ I'll work on the Brake thing.
But should it be a drawing orrrrrrr...?

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