When i was little everything was taken away from me. I was soulless and no one loved me. I had to love me and only me. I was mentally dieing. Hurting, pained, sefless and filled with wrath. I was foolish enough to think my life would be more than perfect and now i am in a nightmare that will never end and will never heal. No one helped me no one could posibly feel what i was feeling. My heart couldn't take it but its still alive and going and thats what is hurting me the most.
KaylaMuffin · Fri Nov 23, 2007 @ 06:03am · 2 Comments |