I’m that person no one would miss if they died.
No real relationships.
No real ties.
It makes me want to give up, start over somewhere new.
But shits the same everywhere.
There’s no true purpose to anything I guess.
I’m that person no one would miss if they died.
No real relationships.
No real ties.
It makes me want to give up, start over somewhere new.
But shits the same everywhere.
There’s no true purpose to anything I guess.