sometimes the only way to “just be” is to listen to Lil Waynes slow stuff.
There’s nothing more I can do. It’s alll fucking bullshit. I’m sick of this. Fuck feelings and people. They all let you down in the end anyway.
Who knew when my mum said to “not trust someone after at least ten years” she was so, completely, right. I miss you mum. <3
I’m sick of this effect you have on me, you don’t know it, I’m confused on why I have it and everyone else is sick of me complaining about it. I’m still a bit excited I maaaay be seeing you next friday. I lie. I’m very very very very excited.