Maybe we're all just denying this unknown feeling. Losing you, I never wanted to.. Tell me, tell me I'm still something. There are still stories to be told. Won't you listen. Hear me out.. Posted via LiveJournal.app.
First time, first time not being where I was suppose to be. No courage. No pride. No hope. Lost pursuit of this dream. What more can I say? Fuck you all motherfuckers. Posted via LiveJournal.app.
I've learnt to stop complaining so much. Then where do all the feelings go to? Kept inside? Just want to believe in something again. Anything. Got to start some where fresh. Live fast die young? Live young die fast?