I CAN'T EVEN -

tears don't mean a thing unless they're bloody.

please stop one-upping me in my own life.

fuck this.
i don't even know why i care so damn much.
but it hurts and i hate it and i hate you and i hate it all.
but mostly,
mostly i hate me.

i don't understand why i want to be you so fucking much.

nothing means anything without you.

and that hurts cause i want to be my own self.
but i'm only what you make me, and without you, i disappear.

strip me.

"oh see, you caught a side, that i am care free
let out the cage, see there's a better me
i wonder why i let the nerves take hold of me this time
i'll regret this till i die

what you waiting for
who's your secret call
i stop to sigh
i can't deny
that i'll be missing you more

you have started
the beginning of my life
so take a moment to decide.
what you thought is
you picked a different side
i'm so relieved that side is mine."

(you started, ou est le swimming pool)

i'm history.

wow, it really is hard to stay annoyed at you.
(and i'm almost certain this isn't a good thing.)