I go and when I leave, I smell... I smell of smoke... I go home and I'm bored but when I'm there, I'm not really happy. I'm scared, afraid, sad, and worried. For myself? No... For who? I'm not sure, I just feel that way when I'm there.... I'm 23 years old and I'm still looking for approval. I'm proud of what I've done and others might look down at me. I'm not a great person and I do regret a lot of things in the past but... I can't change the past nor who I am today. I want so much to be that one who someone looks up to or even... Or even just believes in me and tells me, "You can do it, keep going." I'm the eldest but I feel like the baby. They do more then I do... They are better.. I'm no good... But... They say I am good for one thing... Sex...
-Cho
LilArtamisRose · Sat May 07, 2011 @ 08:39pm · 0 Comments |