Living through my tragic life, and then talking about it to the point where I can't even defend myself.
It's killing me.
There's no point to standing up for yourself.
And no point in arguing ever if you're right.
Living my life, and then being sad about it.
Telling people who can't help me.
It's like being on a treadmill.
It's exhausting without going anywhere.
Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 1:06 AM UTC
Living through my tragic life, and then talking about it to the point where I can't even defend myself.
It's killing me.
There's no point to standing up for yourself.
And no point in arguing ever if you're right.
Living my life, and then being sad about it.
Telling people who can't help me.
It's like being on a treadmill.
It's exhausting without going anywhere.
I'm so tired.
