The un-heard screams of the little failure

I dont know what genre this should be. its about me, but its no ordanary diary. its more a horror story, my horror story, my life.


7. all the ****

So i dont know how to sum up. i want it to get better and goddamn im trying, but its hard, its more than teenage angst, its more than feeling un loved and neglected. its being a little failure to everyone. never saving the day, never helping, just ****ing up. I am Alex, and i am a failure. let the waves wash over me and the current carry me away, for this place is no place for a child.

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