Monday, November 01, 2010

Believe it or not

I really don't know what all these meant, just forget the past and move on already.
How am I suppose to not worry when she's just trying to make you feel so shitty and that you've made her done all those shit to herself. Who will survive consuming 10+ painkillers a day, cutting wrists and getting inked. I mean, 10+ painkillers, do you think you're a pharmacy or what, no one would survive that if she really did take that much a day, everyday. Yeah right, you might be fooled or I might just be a bitch and don't believe that, but what's all these for. Some people just need to fking grow up for godsake and learn how to face things.
I really need to talk now.

Trust?

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