LOVE AND OTHER DRUGS.

Date with my girls.
(overdue, eh.)

OUT OF HAND.

He knows that I'm miserable.
He wants me to change.
I didn't want to.
I'm losing him.
He lost me back then.
He gained me back.
I lost him.

This will forever be a cycle.
It tells me one thing.
That I shall go with whatever happens.
I'm fucking up my life
Might as well fuck it hard.

I'm not stopping.
I just finished a serious state.
I made up my mind.
I am gonna deal with this.

HELLO HI BYEEE

Hi. Ranter.
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Bye. thanks

SO TELL ME TELL ME TELL ME

Tell me what to do. I am such a mess (Well it is awesome, but then I know I'm going to feel like shit pretty soon)

You know why I stick to this kind of life? I am not really some sort of a toy, people can't play with my feelings. But I just know this one thing. I know that I would never ever poach my heart with this kind of life cause there's nothing to poach.

1. klgvmdglkvdmvkd. Can't get over the fact that he still gives me the same giddy vibes I used to have 2 years ago.

2. voice.

3. and more but I'm not really supposed to jot it down

On the other it's just funny cause I know that I know him that much.

I am a mess, completely aware. Well everyone is. Cause it's just how we live.

Blablablabalbalala what am i supposed to do then. Blablabla.

SOMETHING THAT EXPLAINS MY THOUGHT PERECTLY

IT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I WROTE IT.