Burn It All To The Fucking Ground.
I refuse to be hers.
A kiss from her is one of the grave.
Bullets by her mouthful an enemy at the six.
She simply will not die.
I AM:
Lost
Confused
Lonely
Honest
Sleepy
Happy
Flawed
Not content
Trusting to a fault
I WANT:
More to my life
A girl who is real and not a liar or a fake
Reality
I:
Care
Feel better
Hate
Love
Want to destroy
Want to stop caring
I NEED:
TRUE CARING FRIENDS
You know there are times in I think everyones life where they come to the point and ask themselves if I died, who would care... Its not questioning your friends but questioning yourself; it is for me anyway. I wonder who have I really affected who actually knows me for what I truly am? Have I really given many opportunities to let people I know me. I am shy yet trusting right away its somewhat of a contridiction I know. I think I should stop trusting people I don't really know, more people have abused this flaw of mine than actually took it as a virtue... For some reason though I don't let what people have done to me in the past affect people I will meet in the future. I know I'm setting myself to get fucked over again but hopefully I'll meet some people that won't as well, and I think thats what makes it worth. This is just me being self questioning theres nothing wrong I just needed to get it out. So yeah I guess I'm telling anyone that wants to get to know me better to look me up, unless you are ugly... (kidding).