mental fucking torture aka life i guess im not one of you i guess i dont have love i dont know what i did i guess i did it to myself i forced my self not to give a fuck but guess i had some trouble i find my self chronicly looking out eyes open for those traitors cant trust no one hate for everything ~~~
i guess im not very happy ...but thats life and i was happy all week but toay im screwed i came to the philosophy that bitches have no souls... and i learned it the hard way but i guess i dotn feel to type...or do anything much
people die
they deteriorate inside
they sky lies
i will never be free
words lie
you can never be happy
life lies
there is no forever
i lie
lifes as cold as hell fuck but i guess its true if i have to be perma depressed... cuz FUCKING PEOPLE ARE PLAYING MENTAL GAMES WITH ME GIVING ME MUCH PROBLEMS