I've heard it said that the road to hell is paved with good intentions. For me that's proving true. No matter how good my intentions had been they've brought me nothing but grief and heart ache. They've lead me to my very own personal hell on earth with no end in sight. I have nothing and no one. I'm completely alone trapped in this prison forged by my own hand..
I was stupid to ever think that I could find someone who would love me for me. Someone that would always be there for me no matter what. I was stupid to believe that even a mistake like me had a chance to be happy.