Freitag, 4. November 2011

A whoever without a life

Every single friend of mine is a piece of shit 
Every single guy friend is a potential fucker
Every single person wants my money

That´s what my parents say

I´m not allowed to go out when it´s dark
You know what that means for me in winter?
It´s dark outside when I´m back from school
No chance to get out
When it´s light out, my parents call me and want me to be at home. Time doesn´t matter. What I´m doing doesn´t matter either. Who I´m with? Noone cares. Even if they know them.

No parties

They want me to have a boyfriend

I have to wash the floors, serve them food, clean shit, make my bro food

(If you´re one of those smart fuckers who love their lives, get the fuck out of my blog don´t teach me how to live)

It´s not like my parents care about me. It´s more like they don´t want to care about anything. So they just lock me up so they don´t have to figure out the shit I´m doing. No extra worries, huh, mum and dad? WHY THE FUCK have children when you don´t let them live? Dad didn´t want me. Mum did. Now guess who hates me more.

I don´t have many friends. I can count them with a half of my hand. They´re the ones I know from school. See how I communicate with people out of my school? Yes, not at all.

I´m at that point of life where I don´t have a life. I just don´t care about anything and anyone anymore because through that "living behind a fence/living in jail" I feel like I don´t need a thing.

Thanks for my parent´s support.

I don´t even know who I am.

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