I hid inside my room like a fucking coward (what? please kill me) the past eighteen months flashed before me in the last eight long hours it was amazing you finally got a rise out of me I lau
I cried (well I tried, but I laughed again) who the fuck needs a caricature to be their friend? it?s so fucking stupid I?m just as scared and insecure as you (maybe even x2) and I wonder wha
Really thought of me an intimate friend? a loud-mouth jerk or just a novelty? this is not an apology, just therapy, cuz as we all know (and apparently), I don?t need anybody