journal+4

walking around with a pocket full of depression ready to go to third and pound out a session i aint nothing but a hessian on the streets of this place always got a smile on my face i feel like a disgrace because ive fell on my face so much i turned ugly noone wants to hug me except family and the two above me.the only thing im looking for is someone to love me. if only there was one thing to make me happy i dont know what it would be.