I wish to finally be killed. To never exist. To forget and just be dead. I’m tired of all of the shit that’s called life. I’m tired of these people who just end up making it worse. Look I’m sorry I’m not the daughter you wanted. I’m sorry I’m not the friend you wanted. I’m sorry I’m not the niece you wanted or the girlfriend or the grand daughter. I guess this is my fault and my fate. My job to fix it my job to correct the mess you’ve made and when I’m done my body will die, this I know. I’m so sorry that I wasn’t strong enough…
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you and me both…
Yup, that makes three of us…just tired that I’m fucking up people’s lives. I want off this rollercoaster ride!
Yup. I rather I never existed in the first place then kill myself.