Ugh. I'm just done. Whatever.
Why do you just leave? When I ask about it all I get is "oh im fine" Ugh it drives me insane. How am i supposed to fix shit when I don't know what the fuck im doing wrong. Whatever.
And you, I wish i could just snap my fingers and make everything ok. I've lost so much sleep and it's catching up. I feel like im going insane.
Oh and you, I really miss talking to you. That's all I can say.
Now on to me, I hate these fucking fake smiles. Im tired of it. But I am never the one to get help, I get the job of trying(and failing) to make other people happy.
I guess I get where everyone is coming from though.
I feel like no one really knows "me" You may think you do, but you probably don't. Sorry but it's true.
-Tommy.
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