Fuck that new girl that's been in your bed, and when you're in her I know I'm in your head. I'm just saying, you could do better. Always turned you out every time we were together. Once you've had the best boy you can't do better.
So I get two new followers, some stupid ass shit like tumblr IQ society? Fuck off.
In such a low mood right now, over thinking and reminiscing about shit all of the time. I AM SICK OF IT. I cannot get you out of my head. I need some toast. I hate to sound like a whiny bitch, but yeah I’m gonna whine. Why can’t I get past this? WHY WHY WHY WHY FUCKING WHY. Fuck :(