If she was here..
Yeah, I haven't really written for a long time. More like, I didn't really publish any. I don't feel good. Let put that out there. Every year, is fucking passing, and I can't seem to figure out what I want to do with this life. I try, and I try to have a positive outlook in life. I give others hope, and advice about how giving up is lame. But still I want to give up. But I can't, because I got to live for my mother.. She didn't leave me here, all alone to watch me get defeated by time. She would had wanted me to do what I loved, but i don't know what I love anymore. I truly lost the feeling love. LOVE was when my mom was here with me. I won't lie, my father isn't making my life any easier. I'm sorry, I have self esteem issues, and I can't seem to stand up for my self. But its not my fault. Everyone around me, makes me hate my self. Makes me doubt my capabilities. Makes me feel useless. And then you expect me to.. Oh ...