How can anyone understand me when I don't understand myself. How can my life ever be stable when I have people firing shot guns in all directions, simon for my ankles and I skip, jump and hop along? I feel like I am passing my life by. I am scared to open up. I know that the majority of the people in this world are corrupt and want to hurt and abuse other people. I hate it, corruption is ripe. This world is sick.
MemeMia MemeMia
26-30
May 24, 2014