Just Ragging on Myself.

A Story by FaytheFey

I just felt the need to put this out there. Don't read it, if you don't want to.

I wonder at times if anyone actually reads any of this. I guess even if you did it wouldn’t mean much; my work is neither inspiring nor profound. I feel very little for myself, at most I feel I should be a lot better, not for my self, I don’t deserve it, but for my family. They deserve someone who is strong, and will fight for them, who can treat them right, will take responsibility and take the world on they’re shoulders instead of being more of burden. I guess I don’t hold much esteem for my own writing. Well, bye.