Her POV
Fucked up. I don't know how it turned out like this but my life is fucked up. I'm tired. I can't look at someone in the eye whenever they're mad but if I do, they'd get more pissed off since my face is void of any emotions. I hate it. How did I turned out like this.
'When you were a kid, you were loved by many. Why did you turned out wrong?'
AND I SAY FUCK THAT. I don't have anyone to talk to about all this shit. It's just too dramatic and again, fucked. Damn shit. Almost 18 years of existence, never in my life had I said those three wonderful words to anyone. I'm incapable of it. Incapable of showing it either. I can't even hug someone and if someone does I stay still feeling awkward or whatsoever I just hate it. I can't comfort people. I can't talk sweet or even those simple greetings to show a tinge of affection. Nah. Not ever.
Someone said that I've lost my freakin' organ that beats and pumps blood everyday. And I guess someone is right. But whatever. That's it. Nothing can be done. Let it be.
I don't know. How the heck did I turned out like this? Bloody hell.
BINABASA MO ANG
Random Shitty Thoughts
RandomA documentation of her thoughts that's unheard. Random shits you wouldn't want to read. It's a waste of time I tell you.
