I'm running on empty all the time, I cant do this anymore, I want it all to end. No more backstabbing, no more hurt. no more I just can't. I hate attention but having someon check up on my mental state everyonece and a while would be nice
Im fucking tierd of my mom neglecting my needs. Everyday its a 'oh you van wait one day more can't you?. Just one more day. Just one more fuck8ng day'. Well guess what if my heart fails and I die she better blame herself cause I cant be the only one to worry about my dieing body.