I’ve never been so pissed off in my whole life like how I am now.

I’m not quite sure of what I’m doing anymore. My heart is a mess along with my head. Love sucks.

Love destroys.

Love kills.

Love hurts.

And we know that, right? 

I want him. I want he too. Its… messy. Don’t let me lose myself. Don’t let me get lost. Hold me tight, or I’ll leave you. Again…

I realy love you, but not enough to don’t think about cheating you. 

Suddenly I realized how much I love “forbidden” things. I want you, but I want him. I want attention, I crave for it. He’s bad. He smokes. He’s always late. He’s always stressed. You love me, you are sweet, you say to me the sweetest things I ever heard. But he’s bad. But at the same time, he’s good. I want him

Not as much as I want you

So… its not cheating, right?

I hope you die.

working sucks but then drugs

I can’t stand this anymore.