Got beat up by ex boyfriend for a whole semester, became emotional.
Started drinking everyday/night to forget pain, basically became alcoholic.
Wrecked car, it got totaled, no car.
Pulled over in rental car, got dui, went to jail, no license.
Possibly no more scholarship, no more future, no more dreams of becoming dentist.
Depressed for days and days and staying home.
I am still here standing.
Come at me, life.
You threw this bucket of shit on me but I am still alive.
I am still strong.
And one day I will rise again, stronger and higher.
- Me after every conversation: why the fuck did I say that