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madison ailley davis mckelly    20 years  waitress   life is a game, you lose. madisonmadisonmadisonmadisonmadisonmadisonmadison

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I'm burning arm , the blood flowing , reddened tissues that serve me compresses, the tears flowing down my cheeks and a cigarette in his mouth. Now I can not do it . I am dying by inches for 4 long years of continuous torture , whether physical or moral , I suffer . The people around me are all filthy with me , they debase me , insult me ​​, judge me , tap me , shoving me , seeing me pass whisper , laugh at me . Then there two hours , I cracked . I collapsed , I gave up to fight time of a moment. I got tired of these incessant remarks about me, my life , my intentions, all these rumors . I got tired of living. So dilated pupils , a few drops of alcohol in the blood , I used my arm trying to make me believe that my outward pain could make me forget my inner pain. I was wrong. I love you too, you love me. But today, I hate you.

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