October is coming and so is my birthday, but I think I should not be celebrating another year to pass, instead I wish to die.
In my 25 years of existence, I feel I didn't do anything to make my parents proud. They'd even think I am just good for a dish washer (just like my grandfather, that's really not my grandfather; shit should I know that?! LOL).
I am doing this and that to change my 2 year situation of being jobless, but no, they won't/don't acknowledge it as long as I'm still snatching food from their mouths.
This is a shitty life. I am 25 and am still nothing. I think 25 years is enough.
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