maa...used to say.. i was a very sick and weak child in my childhood.
but noww.. i m sickest, wea..kest and more dama..ged.
i...i dont remember when was the last time i sleep soundly.
i..i have lived enough..now.. just waiting for....an end.
if you read..further..yo....you will know wha...whattt a horrible, despicable, filthy and monstrous person i am...but sti....still the weakest...one.
some...sometime...only death can free you fr....from certain guilt.
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unheard pains
RandomWhat can you possibly do, when you are born to suffer, born to not deserve any happiness??? This book is neither fiction nor fantacy of my life. Judge me all you want, but dont pity on me.
