I wish to have your body shape, I wish to have the money to pay what you paid to have that body shape. I’d be pretty content even if I had a job, I still live at my parents home, that I didn’t fail at college, that I didn’t have to leave anything I love, that I didn’t have to get hurt so much. I’m crying, would be OK even if we just don’t have to barely survive each day cause we don’t have money for food.
I’m so tired of everything. I work for my father, for free, to help the family. I want a job and a life of my own. To go to gym, to give tips and donations to all those good people that work in organization to help us and many others.
I’m so so so tired.