Shattered to pieces, is there anything you don't trust me enough?
Why would i share all of me when you're the one whose hiding all from me.All i think, it only rips me apart while trying hard to sew it back.An cycle i'll never get out.
While feeling down and drunk man makes me have a friend to chat throughout the fcuking bus journey home, well i'm lucky cause i won't be spending 45mins in tears :C
that idiot drunk until like shit then his wheelchair bond la but....noisy to no end, keep shout n shout n shout!
Sleep, my sweat keep drip inside my eyes, u know la sweat got salt so u know how mother screwing pain it is.
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