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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'm in it this far and it's hard to accept that i have to leave. i'm going to shake, i'm going to cry. i'm going to make you hurt however i can.
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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