I am no one special. Never have been. I absolutly HATE being me. But someone has to do it. I'm a mother of 2 and I'm 20 years old. . Do I regret anything from my past? Yes and no. Yes because there are so many things from my past that make me cringe and sick. No, because I wouldnt have them. I've learned. Did I process it all properly? Probaly not. Do I have a life? not really. I never really made anything of myself. Have I loved? To much actually. I've fallen hard. I've loved and lost and I've also thrown it away out of anger. Am I numb from it all? A little. I'm happy for that. I dont have many friends. Dont ask me why. Cause I dont know either. I dont have many talents besides making shit more difficult and sometimes nearly impossible. Do I have dreams? Yes. But I know better then try to achieve them because everything I ever try to accomplish turns into a pile of shit. Do I love my life? ABSOFUCKINGLUTLY.