Don’t tell me that I’ll be fine
I’m so sick of hoping you’re right
Take all I am,
Tear me into pieces,
Deconstruct my bones and tell me you still don’t know who I am
You’ve got some nerve thinking we could be friends,
Well what did you expect…a fucking compliment?
So take what’s left of…
A part of me
man do old habits die hard
….we both know where this ends
me at pokemon daycare
don’t forget the four h’s of puberty kids!
i havent made any really bad decisions lately im getting bored