I love...
I love how nothing has anything to do with me, ever, even if I'm involved.
I love how no one has been influenced from me in anyway.
I love the feeling of incompleteness I have with my friends, feeling like I should do more.
I love the way that everything right infront of me is peechy keen, but everything one step away is fucked up, and I also love the way I can't fix that.
I love how much I hate myself for feeling these things...
I love starving children in Africa that don't get the leisure to bitch about this shit.
I love how 24,000 people die every day from hunger or hunger-related causes
I love how no one has been influenced from me in anyway.
I love the feeling of incompleteness I have with my friends, feeling like I should do more.
I love the way that everything right infront of me is peechy keen, but everything one step away is fucked up, and I also love the way I can't fix that.
I love how much I hate myself for feeling these things...
I love starving children in Africa that don't get the leisure to bitch about this shit.
I love how 24,000 people die every day from hunger or hunger-related causes