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I must forgive and forget but I just can't. I simply can't! When I'm having the very nicest thoughts, the black ugly past comes flooding in like a nightmare. And it's ruined my whole day already.
I can't understand how they can possibly still love me and still want me but they do!
Everybody's been storytelling except me. I don't have any stories worth telling.
They simply won't or can't or don't want to listen, and we kids keep winding up back in the same old frustrating, lost, lonely corner with no one to relate to either verbally or physically.
I'm afraid to live and afraid to die
The same old dumb teachers teaching the same old dumb subjects in the same old dumb school.