And Mallory thought her friends were enemies
In this county, I have 4 people I care about and that are normally there for me. One person that's always there for me at least. It's all bullshit, everyone just manages to spit out bullshit constantly. The fakes and the plastic and the weak and hungry, that's all they manage to be is fake and weak. Who wants to be with weak, fake people. Why change just because of who you're around, why give up true friends for ones that mean nothing, people that you never see. This place is hell. Don't expect me to fucking talk to you, don't expect anything from me anymore. I'm not here for anyone because no one's fucking here for me. Rely on yourself, not other's.