It seems that the story of my life is repeating over and over again. Some days I wake up and I feel happy I feel like everything's perfect. But then, suddenly something happens and everything's fucked up.

I can barely remember those days when everything was perfect. If you think about it I've got nothing to complain about. But I'm just like a child… or so I've been told.

I would give anything, anything, to find my place in this life. But people just won't let me, they turn their backs when I need them the most, as if it was impossible to reach them.

I'm guessing my "No worries" rule isn't working anymore. At least with him.