sábado, 27 de novembro de 2010

You're what you think /do you really know me?

I miss a special person,now and i'll miss him everyday of my fucking life.
I love to sleep.
I watch daily porno.
I'm someone different since last years.
I'm a really smart person if really know me.
I know you don't know me.
I know how to manipulate,you.
I know ,you don't know this.
I'm paranoid.
I love the rain.
I need so much money,now.
I'm usually pessimist.
I'm bipolar.
I've a talent,that you don't know ...only him.
I feel always that i'm alone ,even with my friends.
I was born alone, I'll die alone.
I know it,maybe you just know it now.
I feel really fast in love.
I also manipulate men.
I actually want that they really love me, and not that they only need me for satisfaction.
I know it never works.
I know they never feel in love, and in the end I also hate them and just want sex.
I know I only love one of this boys.
I know he also feels in love with me.
I know that he's scared about all, what I've done, what I'am.
I tried to change ,but
I know people can't change, but they can try.
I really tried to change.
I promised to change ,but he never comes back,so
I gived up.
I still know I'll and I could change for him.
I wait for him,but its also doesn't work.
I love to be a drama queen.
I'm selfish
I'm also in love with me ,fuck off.
I know nobody is in love with me ,except him and my mom.
I think to kill myself ,
I tried, but even this doesn't work. fuck
I already ran away from home ,since two years.
I never come back.
I always have the worst advice ever.
I hate to be in the dark alone,and
I also hate to sleep alone in the dark.
I usually hate to sleep alone.
I know some people see me as an example.
A good one? maybe I don't know.
whatever.
You don't know me ,you don't have A FUCKING IDEA who I'am.
because I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHO I AM!
Fuck you, you and you and everybody.
What you think,
and what you do.
The only thing that I want is to be happy.
And life my life in peace.
Then.
Fuck you again.
Because,
You are what you think,
and now at days.
You just think shit,
like me.

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