Your the only person,
who knows who i really am
which is pretty fu.cked up
because you dont give a damn

I hate them.
I hate the way they walk.
It's amazing all the shit that they talk.
fu.ck their ways,
I dont want to be like them
so I'm counting the days,
until I'm out of their skin.

Do you know how much it hurts
to be empty?
never knowing how love works
and growing sick of pretending

The one thing that may f.uck everything up...may put everything in its place.