do horses end their prayers with neigh-men
Those days where you ask me why I screw up, why I’m such a failure. I hope you know why, I’m not the perfect little kid you thought I was. Sometimes, the easiest things can be the hardest for me, but you have to understand perspective in my shoes. Sometimes, just sometimes, I wished I could do everything, but that’s just fantasy. Sorry if I’m a screw-up.
do you ever feel physically sick because you know you’re not good enough for anybody and you can’t do anything right and you’re too tired to go on