Thursday, June 30, 2011

Blood on the fucking Dance Floor

People can really think what they want. I actually see myself semi decently now and I know what my problems are. There you are guys. Happy? Hope not. You insignicifacnt losers I constantly surround myself with. Why? I was for a LONG time a attention hogging little naive bitch. To bad. I'm fucking 17 tomorow. So how bout instead of telling me how to live, you actually grab some self-decciancy & get a life? That'd be peachy. :D

People reach a certain limit before they're officially done. It's never for long but whatever. I really don't give a fuck bout most human kind. It's summer and I'm outta the drama.
Later fuckers. <3

^Not pointed at anyone, just everyone.

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