Memories of My Melancholy Whores
I am just a bad writer after all...
The people I once loved are now cold, they are all ugly to me, unbelivably ugly that I hate myself for being around them. They care only of themselves and ignore my feelings, is that really a good friend?
I am startled by the most quiet noises, I am startled in my dreams. And in my dreams I cry and believe in
The people I once loved are now cold, they are all ugly to me, unbelivably ugly that I hate myself for being around them. They care only of themselves and ignore my feelings, is that really a good friend?
I am startled by the most quiet noises, I am startled in my dreams. And in my dreams I cry and believe in
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You're not a bad writer, and if you say it again.... i forgot what i threatened you with alst time, but the threat still stands. lol
well ppl are not caring n being bitches, are they really worth being friends with....
life'll be better whne you're older. I can't wwait til i graduate high schoola dn go to university and become friends with mature people,
i mean my friends now are mature, but not the ppl at school, god fuck, they need to all die .asap.
-Sonia
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