100 days is enough, right?

 

 

 

 I think it is. Spent these days with me please, I want to spend it with you, Only you. My Family and Friends, Don't care about me anymore.

 

 

 

 

My friends, They're backstabbing me. I don't know, Maybe they were like my Old friends who leave me in the air, floating. I think they were a good friends for me even though I know that they were just pitying me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

My family, The hurtest of all. Mom and Dad, Fighting is their daily routine. I don't even have sisters or brothers to cry on. I can't take it anymore, I'm from a broken family. This life is so unfair.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This sickness of mine, I want to be healed or cured. But how am I supposed to live if I'm not happy at all. How am I suppose to live if I have a broken family? A backstabber friends?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I should have just died from the start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is not my Dream life, If I was the unluckiest person in the world. Yes, You're right.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Please, I want to spend it with you. Not my family nor my friends, I'll be happy if you will always be at my side during these days. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I will die happy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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