So, what's the point?
I forgot how it's like to smile and mean it for more than 2 hours.
I forgot how it's like to be a lovely person, if that ever happened.
I forgot how it feels to live and like it.
Now I just exist. Or nearly so.
So tell me what's the point of living a life pretending a smile every fucking hour of your day, pretending to be so fucking nice and adorable just for them like you and admit you into job that you don't really need and pretending to live, plus pretending to yourself that YOU ARE REALLY LOVING to live this way.
What's the point?
Tell me about it and I'll tell you why I'm so fucking ME, but it doesn't mean that I'm really fucking proud of this.
Make me understand you as I try to do the same, bitch!
by the way, i love your blog. It's explain how pity you are, hahahahahaaha sooo adorable as you :))
Oh I forgot. Yes I'm so fucking unadorned hypocrite. I'm so fucking liar as long as you know me.
So, you wanna mad at me btch? haha
Do you wanna blow up when I call you bitch? Its the same way when you call me with "fuck"
Cute, that's the cutest nickname i ever had. And I got that from you. thank you anyway :3
Hahahahaha this is funny you know, I'm happy to write this :D
Just for you know, you were not better than me, two face.
xoxo,♥
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