Venting.

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(I KNOW IVE BEEN ON WRITERS BLOCK FOR GOD KNOWS HOW LONG. I HAVENT BEEN INSPIRED MUCH. I just need to get some shit off of my chest.)Just......I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me. Why do I have to mess up everything around me? Like What the hell? Am I that fucked up of a human? I don't even fucking know anymore. I'm really sick and tired of making so many mistakes. I want it to stop....I really do. I'm trying my damnedest. But it ain't enough apparently. Just.....I want help...I'm scared. VERY scared.

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