Monday, August 15, 2016

End of the road

I've never felt more disappointed in myself or my predicament.

Its officially gotten out out of control because I'm at the point where I'd legit sell my body, mind, soul even.. Just to get out. Just to not have to stress about this anymore.
Thats not a good place to be. It's a dangerous place to be. Being fed up is the worst place to be.
But that's where I am. That's how I feel.

Where are the bad people when you need them?

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