----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i hate you. i don't trust you. i shouldn't have since that girl called and you pretended it was no one. i shouldn't have since i had my first bad feeling. i shouldn't have ever.
i don't want to live on your street anymore. i don't want to be awake anymore. why is this my constant state? why weren't you different? why didn't i expect this... don't feel bad for me, i always have it coming. 12:18 am - March 21, 2011 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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