The Real Me
whats the point.
Whats the point of achieving when all i do is fail.Quit my job because I was getting abused. It feels shit to leave because for once i felt like i was getting somewhere that i could finally do this. but its all over like everything is. N all i can do is sit here n drink alone because no one understands, no one ever does and M is away in sri lanka having the time of his life, even he isnt here. So really what reason do i have to care about anything? even if i did care, whats the point? we all die in the end anyway.