i won't give up on you
hmmm, no i was kidding. don't expect me to offer you my heart again
fuck fuck fuck fuck. that's all i have to say about that. grow up you might say... maybe but don't expect much i am who i am, and you, well you are just one fucker whose trying too hard. im scared right now yes, i don't want to have to do these things alone, i want someone to hold my hand and whisper in my ear that everything will be alright, and feel the security in those words and believe for a second that things might be. but you won't be there, i don't think you ever were, no, you were always running away. so sorry things ended up this way, wait no im not, really. its times like these where silence means everything and no one is supposed to know about this. dont let me down. i know its real mature and all to do this on my livejournal, but just remember the whole 6 year thing, and that mentality. maybe this will all make sense one day. i don't know. maybe you'll realize that while your busy defying all stereotypes, you've gotten caught up in the chaos of it all, and maybe, just maybe, you'll realize that you don't need to make a effort to be a non-conformer and it just kind of happens. You try so hard to be everything everyone else thought you couldn't be, your conforming to their society, and thier scence, yeah sure it might make you feel good, but once you realize no one cares about the way you look, or the way you dress, it'll all make sense to you. maybe you don't care, maybe im wrong. i don't know. but whatever, you've ruined whatever friendship that could've been salvaged from this bloody, decimated pulp that we once were. Run away like you always do, maybe this will all go away, hide your merciless eyes behind your strong hands and count to 10, then slowly open your big blue eyes. it's too late now, im already gone.
maybe the words aren't always kind,
but they're never meant
to make you feel alone,
just to stand up to you
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