While all my friends are out having the time of their lives together, I find myself stuck in this god forsaken town. Every dream, every goal, and every plan I had when moving here has burned and fallen to ashes on the ground. Fuck my life; fuck all the people who put me in this position.
All my life is bad, bad, bad. It never ends. I feel like I am a kid in gym class playing dodge ball but everyone else is on the other team. I’m standing here getting helplessly pelted. Maybe getting hit by one ball doesn’t hurt, it’s hardly noticeable. But when it’s one, after another, after another it begins to take its toll.
So I am asking for just one more bad thing to just end all the bad things. To be done already. Not just with this chapter, because the next might begin with a happy sentence, but it ends with another bad. I want to be done with the whole book.
End it.
El Fin.
That’s my kind of happily ever after.
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Maybe the next chapter can contain many happy sentences spread throughout? It might not be an entirely happy chapter but maybe it can be more happy than not. I don’t walk in your shoes but it seems like you’ve given up. If you don’t mind me asking, how come? I’ve been in your shoes. Sometimes seeing the light is difficult.
some friendly advice…..GROW A PAIR AND MAN UP