well, i just went to read everyone's blogs.
everyone= clique la.
then i went to anee's blog.
read read read.
felt really bad
came to the conclusion that i'm the huge asshole in prolly other's lives
and yes myself too.
what the f is wrong with me eh?
well, clearly i have no idea.
i'm so f-ing fake sometimes eh.
i don't know who the hell am i faking even.
what am i doing this for?
image? hell f-ing no?
arghhh
i should balance out my life.
i should study more and more and more.
maybe its the things i say,
maybe i should think before i speak.
but i thought that i knew enough,
to know myself and do what's right for me.
and these walls im building now,
you used to bring them down.
these tears im crying now,
you used to wipe away.
i thought you said it was easy,
listening to your heart.
i thought you said i'd be okay,
so why'm i breaking apart?
now all this feels like a fight,
you were always on my side.
the loneliness im feeling now,
you used to make it go away.
Don't wanna be torn.
i don't want to be torn between my own f-ing fantasy land and the real world,
i'm not a f-ing loser i swear,
what's wrong with me.
feels like an episode,
everyone's just in their bedrooms,
looking at old photographs,
crying.
what the hell is the problem.
why the f am i always having these shit.
somebody help me out.
xx.
