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Monday, June 9, 2008

Life is taking a dip for the worse. My mom AGAIN! is not talking so whats new right. And all because of she thinks I’m angry with her, FINE! But please don’t try to make things better after stabbing me like that. You’ve taken away the only person who I can talk to. The person who will never shoot me down even before the conversation starts, my uncle. I feel like I’m losing everything I once had. I’ve lost my laughter, my smile, my will to push for success, the pillar of my strength, everything...



I’m done with trying.
I’m done with smiling when I’m in pain
I’m done putting masks, just to make others happy
I’m done with fighting, for myself
I’m done with proving people wrong
I’m done hiding
I’m done with LIFE


~ { 10:03 PM }
reflections of you and me;