Chapter one - Tragedies

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As I walk down this narrow, dusty and dirty road I start to think about my past confrontations with people of my past. Generally people who'd rather watch me drown than see me happy for once in my life, I always seemed oblivious to the fact that they'd always laugh at me behind my back, but who really cares about that? My name is Oliver I'm 18 and I live alone. But it's better than being in a toxic relationship, girlfriends aren't my thing. Here's something's about me since I haven't been boring enough already. I'm a loner, I can't relate to anything, My mom's a drug addict and My dad has short term memory loss. so my life is absolutely fine. I didn't always imagine living in a house by myself but that's the thing, but the atmosphere and quietness is absolutely amazing you could hear a needle hit the ground from a 10 mile radius, I just absolutely adore this place. Nothing is never abnormal, That is until the landlord comes out and tells me that I haven't payed my bills in the last month or so which can get really fucking annoying, and my response is always "I'm sorry.. I just don't have the money right now." It's way to freaking much.

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I don't trust the people I'm friends with, anything you share with them, they can use that against you if you come in bad terms with them, some people are such assholes. Thinking the world is rotating around them thinking their 'special' In someway you just wanna punch them so hard until they eventually die..
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Sorry.. got off on the wrong note there but it's a thought, anyway some people are nice some not but in a way both are just begging for a reaction or compliment from another which is a complete and utter waste of time. No one cares what you do you're not gifted or talented, 100% of the time someone can do the same thing until they eventually dethrone you.

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