LeatherSun571

why are you not afraid to disappoint me? am I not someone worth impressing? is it because I forgive too much... do I ask for a lot? do I ask for too much? are you tired of me...?

I will die here. it never gets better, it only goes worse to worse to worse. the older I get the more fucked it is at home. get me out...

your retirement and future does not depend on me. my future depends on me. I appreciate the concern for my future. when choosing what career, or course I want to pursue, you were very much turning down those with little success rates. I want to say, I want to pursue music whether I am successful or not. I also want to say that if I do pursue music full-time, I will never allow myself to not profit from it somehow and feed myself and my family.

you're scared of me doing those stuff because of it little success rate, built by stories of people who aren't even half as passionate as I am, built from the failure stories of people who gave up midway and wasted their chances. of course, those who

I WANT TO SING. WHY CAN'T I DO THAT. I DON'T CARE IF I HAVE CLASS OR I HAVEN'T SLEPT, I'M NOT SLEEPY AND INSTEAD OF GOING FOR A SMOKE OR PLAYING GAMES TO PASS TIME I'M FUCKING SINGING AND DOING WHAT I LOVE TO DO AND STILL THERE IS A PROBLEM WHO CARES ABOUT MY FUCKING SLEEPING SCHEDULE ITS BEEN FUCKED ALL MY LIFE YOU DON'T EVER TRY TO HELP YOU ONLY CRITICIZE. I WAKE UP AND GO TO SCHOOL TO DO SOMETHING I AM NOT PASSIONATE ABOUT, I RARELY SIT DOWN TO SING AND USE MY FUCKING VOICE. I DON'T STEAL THE TV FROM YOU WHEN YOU'RE DOING KARAOKE THE WHOLE NIGHT, THROUGH DINNER, AND WE WANT TO WATCH, WHY? BECAUSE I KNOW YOU LOVED SINGING HOLY SHIT YOU COULD'VE MADE IT A CAREER BUT YOU DIDN'T TAKE THAT OPP

thank you

why do I prolong my suffering instead of just finishing myself off then everyone would be free from problems including myself

my sweet, sweet boy. I love him. I want to marry him but I don't know if I'd last until that point.

or maybe I just don't want to be around

I don't understand why you're going on loops with this shit? making me feel like I have no excuse not to achieve the same. I want to vomit the smallest portion of food I just finished. fucking hell I don't wanna see or hear about another hundred of latin honor graduates, watch me fucking drop out one more time I hear it I'm so done. I'm washed, I can't do it. you're convinced I'm good for nothing and I'm a heavy weight but expect me to perform at my best for you? fucking hell.

I don't care if you get upset out of love or out of concern, nobody feels that way. learn to fucking express your compassion properly instead of being an asshole. your loved ones throw their lives away and continue to do exactly what you're worried about because of that personality of yours. what's love going to do if its all consumed by anger?

I don't know what to do with my life

I am sorry for being such a problem I am sorry for being a baggage, a heavy, heavy baggage I am sorry for pulling you down I don't think I can ever save you I don't know how I can ever repay you for all the sacrifices and pain you had to endure to raise yourselves and us I will always be proud of how far you two have come deep in your hearts, I hope you know that I hope you find peace and contentment I will try my best to bring that to you

I love you both, two most strongest people I know. I don't know how you do it.

trust me that during the times you are angry or disappointed at me, I'm 10x more of that to myself

I don't know how to go on with my life

I don't want to let you down you d

what does it take for me to own a stage? what more do I have to do for people to believe I have what it takes to do what I've been wanting to do my whole life?