truth

who knows one fine day I'll write/say this.

I'll be the bloody fool that love/miss you even if you're screwing around.
Hey, but who cares.
I'm being true to myself,
at the end of the day.
I will not give a shit bout onlookers, never will.
Girl,
I fucking miss the shit.


Well then, happy cny everybody.
Ester's going to butter and we're both not cleaning our room.
HAHAHA redundant.
I need mj, cause I will not lose this cny.
Not a match.