and i'll tell you exactly how it happens: one day you will think you are fine, completely recovered. but that's a lie and we both know it. because just like that your world is turned upside down and you're back on your knees doing what you promised you would never do again. worthless promises you've been making to those who love you for far too long. ten years, has it been? the first time, maybe more. it was always there, because you've always been scared of failure, yet you never seem to finish anything. the end of a cycle, year of the rooster, and you're still here bringing shame upon your sorry self. move on, loser.
stop feeling sorry for yourself
