It shouldn't hurt me to be free. It's what i really need. To pull my myself together. But if it's so good being free, would you mind telling me; why i don't know what to do with myself.
Make me strong again. Please.
To think i've trusted you all this while. Why, of all people, you? Why do you still want to keep me in the dark? I tell myself every minute to stop thinking of you. Yet the effort backfires. Everything is clear to me now.
Kiss my ass, sucker. HND.
Screw love, screw you.
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