Sometimes I believe there always will be the point where every person I know, comes to the conclusion to hate me somehow…
I’m sorry for being the person I am…I know I might not be that lovable…. but all those sharp teeth and thorns seem to be the only way for me of survive….
…the closer I get the more will the people suffer from the pain I cause by mistake…
Just because I’m so weak inside….but I don’t know if I’ll be ever be that purely storng and heartkinded….I’m only human myself
My life seems to be a bad joke so far