running out of tears to cry
Maybe i have a problem with coping with reality. I like people i shouldnt, and who am i kidding... Joey and I will never be. He doesnt give a fuck about me- despite what he says. Fuck it. Seriously, this shit has gotten on my nerves.. what the hell am i supposed to do? Pretend to be happy? I have nothing, nothing thats my own. Not even.. my own self.
