Fuck. I can’t stand this shit no more. Why the hell do I always do the stupidest fucking things when I get pissed? Ugh... Well now I got a few bruises. Also my phone broke . So yeah... fml
I honesty can't fucking take this.
Why the hell am I losing so many loved ones to death ?
First Jason.
Second My uncle Marcus.
Now my cousin Marlee....
Maybe this is my punishment for fucking things up. Maybe it's what life wants. It wants me to suffer. But hey Maybe I still have a purpose here right?
You know what I want for Christmas ? A new fucking brother. One that won't cry whine and complain over ever little fucking thing. He yells at me for EVERYTHING. I swear to god I want to just punch him in his god dam mouth. He acts like he's the fucking boss. And it's annoying.
This Boulder on my shoulder is getting heavy and this load is like the weight of the world. And I think my neck is breaking should I just Give up? Or try to live up to these expections ?