I have a life. Well, everyone who breathes has it.
For me, life is not as important as how others value it.
I know my mom always asks herself why did she even let me live.
Im an alcoholic bitch.
I tried smoking weeds.
I fell in love with the wrong guy.
I stay up all night wanting nothing more than to be dead.
Im an asshole. That's why nobody loves me.
Yeah. My life is a total mess.
Well, life is just a four letter word.
To put it short...
I only live to breathe rather than breathe to live. Make sense?
So, do you really want to know more about my fucked up life? If yes, then go, I won't stop you.
I'm warning you, my life is a perfect definition of hell.
Until something happened that put me in remorse.
REMORSE is a feeling between self-pity and self-hatred.
Yes. That's exactly what I feel right now.
-Faye Lauren Z. Valencia
BINABASA MO ANG
REMORSE (Completed)
SpiritualI watch myself fade while realizing every single mistake I've done. It felt so painful that it made me want to withhold and surrender my last breath, but I can't. -Faye Lauren Valencia. (A story about the twist and turn of Faye's life)
