What in the bloody hell am I doing with my life? I'm over sharing on the internet for attention let's admit it. I'm jobless and penniless. I'm probably failing school. I'm drinking even if it's a bad idea on my meds. I'm trying to hookup with someone's older brother. I failed my driving exam ten times. I'm a fucking mess. I get a thrill off of every guy that slides into my dms because of the attention, and I keep losing weight cuz I barely ever eat. Then I have the audacity to tell myself I'm getting better?
Holy shit, I'm a better liar than I thought. Pretty sure I'm gonna end up like my dad. I wanna be happy but everything's pilling up, and I don't know how much longer I can take it before I set fire to my problems and run. If I'm lucky I'll get caught, have three meals a day, a roof, a shower, electricity and isolation all for free between a couple walls of ciment.
Of course I won't do it, cuz I can hurt myself all I want but not the people I love.
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RomansaA collection of stories, all in different formats, about life. There is no end goal, only truth, pain, lust, joy, sarcasm, irony and self awareness. Tread lightly as this story mentions some of my experience with SA. Good luck 🤞
