Tonight,

How I wish I could disappear forever, running to a place where no one can find me. 

How I wish I could dig up a hole and bury myself inside so I wont face anyone. 

How I wish I could lock myself away in a room so I wont destroy the peace outside. 

I'm really such a big failure. 

I dont even know why I'm not dead yet. 

Why cant I just face th fucking fact at all, and instead decide to run away from it. 

I'm a fucking coward. 

I keep blaming everyone around me, without ever realising that I was the one responsible for my own mistakes. 

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I'm done, I'm fucking done. 

I'm sick and tired of this life. 

Seriously, fucking tired. 

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Kbye,