Everybody says the world is cruel for me its the world is dead to me nobody know about my existence I'm like a toy u know that u use me to do stuff in the end i notice something y i didnt see that coming. I was so called used and I came with a theory Being nice to people doesnt get u aniwhere right RiGHT!!..and i thing i knew that i was stab in back with out all of this I know this story was old but i feel like i need to let it out. Yeah people have those faces that needed help cause im the type of person love to help but once u abused it Im fucking pissed its not that said im not ikhlas(sincerely) done people work sometime Argh!! Fuck u know what i dont want to talk about this animore im deleting my old post if u know what i mean...what the point i of me talking her when i feel that she be protected 24/7 might aswell i kept my mouth shut right..
God Help me I need ur guidance
Check my old post they old gone
