Before this year, I was just your average teenage, living an average life. And then my world was flipped upside down. I lost the two most important people in my life. Any sense of normailty was now GONE. Im my opinion, home is where the heart is. Wherever my mom and sister were: that was home and that was my heart. So I lost my home, and at the same time I lost my heart. I was left to fend for myself and make due with the cards life had dealt me. My life was now a gamble, and it still is to this day. I still hurt everyday for all the loses I've suffered in such a short amount of time. I believe everything happens for a reason, but I sure as HELL don't know WHY. WHY ME!?
Somehow I still find the strength to keep a smile on my face everyday, no matter how hard it is. If I can, so can you.
Things never seem to go right for me, but I'm just fucking used to that by now.
