I'm not good looking. I'm not a good person. I'm not a good writer, a dancer and a worst singer. I'm not a good friend, a good sister, a good daughter nor a good listener. I'm not good at modeling nor taking pictures, driving hates me and I'm screwing up at my work.
Just as when i thought everything was working out just fine. Problem just keeps on hunting me and keeps on pulling me down. It always make sure that it's keeping up on whatever i'm doing.
I'm trying. But i'm not giving my all, not even my good. Not even my best.
So much frustrations keeping me down. I don't know where i'm headed and not know where i wanted to go.
All i know is i'm STUCK. Not knowing what i want so i'm staying nowhere.
My life sucks. Because i'm making it hard for me. No one is to blame. I am what i am because subconsciously, it's what i am doing to myself.
Ciao for now.
love,
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