I was so happy in my childhood and I didn't know that.
Everything is a shit, everywhere is a shit and people don't know how to respect the others.
I wonder why I never drunk something which is not mine, why I never drink the soda without being in a meal, or why I never eat all the cookies or someone else if it's not mine and if I didn't buy it and no one gave me it.
Miss the time I didn't have to worry about the others, neither had to worry or care about me, when everything was so beautiful and easy.
I hate this place, this life, the things we have to be through. I hate myself.