jeudi 9 décembre 2010

the living death

why my mood is bad now? because I didn't find anything can help me for to get out of this case ! my father didn't make me a good man for that hard cases, for this I can't do many things alone... like the shit, I'm a loser family owner ! I'm a stupid alive, but I'm not the reason! it's daddy!! that fuckin' jerk, who made me like this... he taught me the failure since the childhood, now; I'm cold like the death, I can't move activity, in my depths I hate the god of the life !!! this hatred is black like the scary night, Chopin helps, smoking too... fucking the times also, taste the pain, it's make you feel it sweet, sweet because you want to chastise yourself for its weakness.


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