Life, guess what? you can fuck off. I hate you. I hate every single thing about you. Why do you have to treat me so badly. What have I ever do to you? Everything is just falling down. My heart breaks every time I hear him yell. My heart breaks every time when he tells me I'm not worth anything. My heart breaks when he tells me never to come back and that his crack whore girlfriend is better than me and would choose her over me. And, I cry, I cry. This pain is unbreakable. I can't handle this bullshit anymore. I will no longer call him my father. I will no longer go to him. I will be my own person and try to grow up fast even though that is the last thing I want. I want to live with my love. The only boy would ever understood me. But, before I can maybe do that. I have to get back on my feet and get a job. Maybe even student well fare. All I know is I can't live like this anymore and if that son of a bitch brings that woman back in here. He nor anyone in this house will see me again. I hate my life. My rules are simple but he is too difficult to see, that he's only going to lose me. Father, you can go fuck yourself with that whore because I am not with you no more.
I'm a hard girl, loving me is like chewing on pearls.
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