I’ve always been the caring person who was always there for others.
Yet that has been haunting me.
Somehow because of that people end on blaming me.
I’ve been used by people for just anything whenever they were done with my help they ditched me until they needed me again.
Can someone help me changing that?
He broke up with me.
The only person that cared about me.
I love him so much, and all he could say that he didn’t feel the same.
I didn’t make him happy and all that kept him to stay was guilt.
I give him my virginity, my dreams, my trust.
He doesn’t even care you see?
1 year and a half what is it to him, nothing, a burden.
Days pass by and all I see is your smile.
“Leave me alone.”
All I can do is watch how you fade away out of my life.
How can I forget everything […]
I know I know it helps for a good future.
But the more people nag about it, the more I want to throw away my books and tell them to study themselves.
EVERY single day I get complaints about school.
(But I’m not one to talk since I’m complaining myself).
When are they going to realise I don’t care about school AT ALL.
Please someone tell them their endless nagging is no use.
-Sincerely a tired (also never studying, failing) student.
2 weeks ago during vacation my dad, my sister and I had a fight.
Fights aren’t unusual, so you may understand that we’re tired of fights.
That’s how it went:
The evening went fine, my dad dropped my boyfriend of at the station and then proceeded to his own dinner reunion with his friends.
It was around 2am(I think?) he was back home.
I hadn’t heard or noticed him coming home.
According to my sister she did hear him take out some wine bottles to drink , before she dozed off back to sleep.
My dad went then upstairs and started yelling […]
It has been awhile that I’ve been running around tired.
I’m not saying I’m desperate.
I’m someone who’s used to loneliness, and wouldn’t even want to change that.
I always lock myself in my room, but that’s not a way of living is it?
It so happens that my boyfriend got mad at me today, being mad isn’t that horrible is it?
Then why does it make me cry?
I hid myself the moment I realised he decided to leave me again.
When this happens he would walk off and pretend I never existed, and somehow […]