I Don't Want This Life
- Leituras 17
- Votos 2
- Capítulos 3
How can this happen? Why would he do this? Does he care about me and my mom?
Now, what am I going though?
Why dose it hurt so much?
I don't want to life not like this. Please someone help me out.
Why is the world so cruel?
How can people live their life like that?
Everyone is so fake everyone thinks they have the world.
They think they are better than everyone, they like everyone else is trash so they judge, but themselves are getting judge.
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