Give ‘em hell, turn their heads

Gonna live life ‘till we’re dead

Give me scars, give me pain

Then they’ll say of me, say of me, say of me

This one’s a fighter.

I have never been so tolerant and patient in any of my relationships. Ever. I’ve changed so much of my ways..just to make this work. I was always the unreasonable one, the immature one, the selfish one. The one who expects alot, the one who waits for you to be a gentleman and treat me like how a girl should be treated. But now i seem to be the one always thinking of your feelings, putting you first, never throwing tantrums, keeping everything in because I don’t want you to be hurt and take it the wrong way. I guess you must be really special. I dont expect much from you, but all I ever wanted is just for you to realize the effort im putting in and appreciate me.

I miss my mom. I miss home cooked food. I miss home. I am tired of life here. Tired of eating alone doing things alone. Tired of being hungry all the time. Tired of being tired and sad. Tired of worrying. Sick and tired of being trapped in this room…I feel like I’m going insane from this. 2 more weeks of this madness till I’m home.