depressed and we sat on the dirty steps and talk. she wants to inhale cancer sticks and what can we do? i don't fucking care. hiding everything underneath smiles and expecting them to disappear is not right. i'm addicted to yami yoghurt. i don't like talking about me, so please don't. let me listen so you won't feel alone. thoughts on replay. need change because i'm tired of the constant and ride a plane to somewhere else. i read things people write and i feel so god damn fucking pissed and you have no idea how it makes me cringe to pretend everything is alright. but that's what people do. people say don't be fake and never pretend but can you really do it? prove it to me before you accuse because everybody is doing it. i hate school. i have stand by u on repeat haha. deadknots in your head makes you burst.

(ha i wonder who still reads this space dead dead dead)