The only way I’m going out is by my own fuckin’ hand.
Fuck what you think and fuck dealing with this bullshit. I’m not gonna reach 30 I know that for fuckin’ sure.
I’m so sick of everyone’s shit, everything around me, everything. I never fuckin’ asked to be here. If I knew what I was getting into I never would have. What a blessing that would’ve been.
Fuck this place I’m out.