what now bitchesdhtdfjghdfghdfovdso imsuchabasketcase
i found it and i read it and it broke my heart
yeah, the one that has broken so many times there is nothing left
to break
i can and cant feel it all at once
i didnt cry because i have nothing left
in my head
i am a broken soul and a shitty person
i loved you so much i had to destroy you
and instead i destroyed me while destroying you
i am a fuck up and a liar and i will never admit to any of it
until the fucking day i die in screaming metal and utter defiance
and i cant say ill regret.
i wont even admit to being miserable.
because if you hear something enough, you just fucking accept it.
i am so goddamn happy.
the saddest part is i am only pretending when i say i care.
it used to be the opposite.
i am so very very
fucking sorry
and not in the way you think.
but i really do hate you more.
i am all smiles.
you will never know.
You only know what people tell you. Some choose not to explain. It's easier that way, why pretend you care about details.