How come no matter whatever the fuck I do, somebody moans about it. I don't even see the point of getting out of bed anymore, what is the reason to if I'm only going to crawl back to it again an hour later with tears rolling down my face.
64. Life.
How come no matter whatever the fuck I do, somebody moans about it. I don't even see the point of getting out of bed anymore, what is the reason to if I'm only going to crawl back to it again an hour later with tears rolling down my face.