I am 25 years old and since I arrived in UK 8 years ago my life has been so fucked up. I have not enjoyed a single moment in 8 years. Even when I am celebrating something I have too much stress and worries in the back of my head that the fun moments don't feel like fun. In those 8 years I have not gone to bed without having to stress about my life a single time. I don't know what I have done wrong. I lost my love, my education n everything. I have forgotten the taste of happiness. My family is going through hard times. I am always stressed and there's no one to talk to. I can't share my feelings with anyone.I wish there was someone who I could share my problems with.I wonder when its going to end or I am just going to die like that.
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As far as talking to someone have you tried your FAMILY, YOU BENT CATSLUT??? Holy shit, they're going thru hard times too, you think they might have some compassion for you maybe as well?? Perhaps an idea or two?
Also, how the FUCK DO YOU LOSE YOUR EDUCATION? Did it fall out of your purse while you were getting a "taste of happiness" from the sailors at the local glory hole?
Suck it the fuck up you batshit hatchet wound!! You got nothing to whine about.
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