Rain. .

Damn. . :'(
its this rain. . And this beautiful fragrance of soil. It always inspired me. . At least made me feel better. But at home, with parents and sister like mine. . Everythin can turn wrong in like seconds. .
Why do i have such bad temper with them. . Why m i so opposite. . I dunno if i even wanna sort things out. M jus so insignificant :'( jus sooo insignificant :'( :'( . .
I cant see a future. . Its pretty much obvious to not expect anythin with this kinda life. And m gettin a feeling that i've chosen this life cause its always easy to b on the wrong side. And any which side am on. . Its gotta b wrong. So why bother. . .
I've never felt like being anyone significant. . Things jus cant ever b the way i wan them to be. I've jus never ever mattered enough to anybody. . THAT'S WHAT I FEEL. :-@:-@
That's what makes me this person i am. This feelin of deprivation. . And a strong need to b that 'someone significant' for someone. . Almost desperate. . N FRUITLESS
:'( I've failed. . Miserably FAILED :'( :'(