it hurts to be alone.

if only i could get away. without anything to worry about. but I can't.

I get to face my drunk father at night. it's sad. really sad.

sometimes I hate weekends, sometimes I dont.

unlike you, I don't need to flatter myself by reposting repeatedly past profile pictures to gain likes. but I applaud your dedication. Tsss.

And so, for hating you I blame myself.

when I need, no one's there. when they need, I don't know if they appreciate my presence.

I hope you're fine. Do remember to pray... And I love you so much. Hope you read this.

Just always remember, Someone's missing you every second. You can try to tell her to stop, but she tried that already and she just couldn't.

I'm sorry if I was desperate. I'm sorry if I was depressed because of you. don't worry, I'll wont bother you unless you want to be bothered.