I WANT PEACE.

Mains 7 days main hai, table pe baithe hain padhne ka try krrhe while my drunk father is doing his kalesh, mum crying. Roz raat ki kahani hai. Pichle saal bhi same tha ye saal bhi same hai. Pichle saal mocks mai -ve aate the abhi 60s mai aarhe.Bohot sare legit reasons hain last 2 mahine book bhi nhi utha paye the, everything was going fucking fine till September,sab kuch jhelte hue har raat manage krte hue prayas batch follow krte the dpps krte the koi backlogs nhi the, then suddenly bohot kuch hua and 2 mahine barbaad. Now itna sab hone ke baad bhi abhi when I'm in a condition ki ham ab book khol ke padh skte hain shanti se fir ye ghar ka ki nautanki. I'm not looking for any delulu and hopium ik I'm fucked just went out Krna tha apna frustration. Itne negative mahol main nhi ho payega kuch mere se, tumlog ko lag rha hoga ki faltu ki bakwas pel rha lekin rehke dekho darubaaz ke sath daily. Mereko bas nikalna hai yaha se. Will I be a failure agar ham ye sab skip krke pvt college le len? Idk man I can't anymore.