I hate my life

One day I said to my self I have to write a post about my wishes that all come true.... I was lazy in that... but now I can say that my wishes become disasters...
love, i was hope to fall in, is a lie
the scholarship i ever dream to get it is a mith
execpt for my baby.. I will always love him whatever he did...
the life at my father's house, that was for me a bad life, is not much different from my life now.. the same pain... and the same waiting to sun to rise...
I started to think that sun will never rise again in my life...it will not