CXVV
YOU SNORE, YOU SNORE, YOU SNORE, YOU SNORE, YOU SNORE, YOU SNORE, YOU REALLY FUCKING SNORE, YOU SNORE, YOU SNORE, YOU SNORE, HOPE YOU DONT HAVE SORES
CXVIII
AND YOU JUST EXPECT IT TO ALL BE OKAY? FUCK YOU.
CXVI
I’ve loved you for about 5 years now. I think you should probably know. Do you even care anymore?
CXV
WHY DID YOU FUCK WITH MY HEAD? WHY IS IT EASY TO FUCK WITH MY HEAD?
CXIII
i can’t help but feel that i’ve made a horrible, terrible mistake.
also, i want to punch you in the face for acting so fucking normal.
CXII.
SORRY THAT I DON’T FIND YOUR HIDEOUS TATTOOS AND GIRLY TASTE IN MUSIC ENDEARING. NEXT TIME I’LL MAKE SURE TO LIE.
CXI.
i don’t know. sitting on my bed. on my twin bed. on my death bed. there isn’t any music that doesn’t make me think of you. and yeah, i never loved you. i had to get on that plane instead.