Life is hard.
Waking up every day to go to a place you hate with people you can't stand, pretending to be happy. Then you go home and you cry and cut, praying for death.
(//_-t)
Life is hard.
Waking up every day to go to a place you hate with people you can't stand, pretending to be happy. Then you go home and you cry and cut, praying for death.
