seriously i really couldn't give a fuck about you or what you have to say so say whatever you gotta say to help you sleep at night, still doesnt change who you are
you're really angry these days. i was angry for a long time. i'll be angry soon. but for right now, i am just sad. you usually get sad before you get angry i think. it's funny because when you look back, in the end, nothing even makes any difference. it's just something we like at the moment and feel will give us insight we never could have had. and it's true, you can't give yourself butterflies. and that's why i mostly depend on other people to make me feel alive in love and let hope infest in my bones. who knows. whats the point of anything really.
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