|  Little girls grow up.
A little more than a month, and I'll be 18.
SHIIIT.
Life has been interesting.
Devestating.
I, however, have decided to become an optimist. |
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| it's been a while.
life's been so frustrating.
nothing seems to be working, but i am using hope to guide me.
it's like... you think the person who creates all your problems would get it.
but he doesn't.
thanks for making my life hell.
i sacrificed everything for you when we were together,
i didn't love you, but i wanted to love someone, and i was hoping if i said it....
it'd be true.
no, i hate you now.
you fucked me over. you backstabbed me way too many times, you lied to me, you made my best friend cry, and yet you still act like you own me.
You still ask me to sleep with you.
what the fuck....is your problem? |
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| for any guy who ever dates me,
realize, i may put you above others when i date you in my heart,
but you'll shoot way down if you fuck with my friends,
and i will be the crazy ass bitch i'm well known to be.
and don't mess with my friends after YOU break up with ME.
dyke.... |
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