I have always tought that I could live a good life. I always tought that somehow I could have find love. I was so fucking wrong.
Nobody loves me, people constantly use me and treat me like an useless object or like a way to spend time when they don’t have anything to do. Why? I am not an ugly girl and I don’t think that I have an ugly soul.
Everyone seems so happy and always says me ‘oh, you should find a boyfriend’. I don’t need I boyfriend, I just wanna being loved. But that seems impossible for me and I don’t know why. Everyone find love, except me. Why is so hard to love and to be loved? I feel like I couldn’t love anyone, because I know that they will betray me.














