I hate it when people throw pity parties. It makes me want to just slap them.
am having a bad life. nobody líkes me! everybody h@tes me! i have no friends. i was planning to meet someone i know and see a movie, but my money has been stolen, and i have been abu$ed.
All of this butthurt because someone didn't say happy birthday to him. Someone, please, make him stop.
By getting just a little closer to you, I think I could find it out
Just so these days would never ever have to end without a doubt
Ringing in a tone that slowly died and never will restart again
And all at once, I know everything is gone