sometimes i think back on the time where my mum was loved me.
But in the moment, my feelings gone. >.<
Is it right? A mum can hate her daughter? Or is that wrong? I don´t know.
It is difficult for me. Difficult to accept this answere of her.
The time can be Endless but the life would be End of minute to minute.
I wasn´t talk about that with other people, because it is a really hard life.
The most people don´t accept it to speak with me, when i have many little fucking
problems.
Nobody listen to me.
Nobody hear me. Nobody hear my scream that i would break up this fucking shit old
life of me.
I would start again. I would beginn my new life.
But i must say, that many friends lost my fiendship now.
Sorry but i can´t forget things. Things you saied to me.
It is hard. That´s your fucking "THANKS" to me.
I was always by our side.
I hear up to them. But they haven´t other hobbies, just to speak out my secrets.
Fuck this demons life.
Fuck off your Lies.
I start a new Life.
The Best thing that the most people must know is:
"IGNORANCE IS YOUR NEW BEST FRIEND"
