söndag 27 november 2011

And just like that.

And just like that, all hope, all expectations go to waste. I have no power left in my body, just an empty shell, just some words. Those words dragged me down to the bottom of the sea. I had so much hope. I wanted life to be easier and it would have been easier. But now I'm stuck here.

I don't even wanna wake up in the morning. I don't even wanna get out of the bed. Because then I'll have to see the mess that I live in. I don't like it here, not one tiny bit. I don't even want to clean, I don't even want to eat. Because I hate it here. The time I spend here is like hell to me.

It's not good for me....

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