i cried a lot. i died everyday. please don’t forget, i have my regrets, but i haven’t forgotten yet. i’m going to give all my secrets away. tell me exactly what you want to hear. this time i’m bound to do it right and maybe someone will actually listen and understand.. what do you want to hear? a sob story? or the truth? tell me this a secret is like a promise right? and promises can and will be broken at sometime.
I don’t understand how people go through life, beating on people and just focusing on their reputation, and not of what they really need in life. i don’t understand how people do exactly what there told and don’t do anything for themselves, it is okay to be selfish once in awhile as long as it doesn’t become a habit. It’s okay to be yourselves around other people, and if they don’t like you as who you are than screw them. i don’t understand how people just all of the sudden change just to make someone happy, but change again when they leave. that’s me but i don’t understand it. some people would do anything for the sake of a laugh out of someone, but in the end they go to far. i don’t understand how someone could not care about almost nothing, once again that’s me but i don’t understand. i just don’t understand life. life is just a stereotypical bitch, that leads you on with false hope. it’s like you get put in this world and they leave you with a map on what you can and can’t do but they leave out what your suppose to do when you need someone, but than someone just like you comes around and your like hey and than everything is perfect. for once it’s perfect and your in the moment and you don’t want to leave. everything is the way it’s suppose to be. and that’s okay.