Friday, May 6, 2011

Adapt.

From this remaining days that I'll be here, I'll try not to care about you.

Even though we're official, but whenever you're fucked up, I'm fucked up too.

And I don't want to be fucked up.

/ And how the fuck do you want me to believe that you truly love me, when ignoring me is all you're fucking doing now? Grow up.

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