its epic.....its tragic its fucking autmatic... to realize..then deny.... caught up in these lies.... to fool myself...once again... that these fake ass people...are my freinds... who am i...if not one of them.... who am i...am i my friend? if thats the case... and not a mistake.... then why when im alone....am i lonely... im here for myself... tho i never see it that way... im here for everyone else..... much to my own dismay.... wheres the evil i need... to just say fuck these fucks.... shallow and pretentious....within this frame their stuck... am i becoming one of the ones i hate.... trying to repent tho it seems to late... wanting to become the person i was... remembering and forgetting all of the above
Reason for writing:
this is me
Birth sign: Aries
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