Things happen whether you want them to or not.
Life is not burger king. You don’t get to have it your way all the time
I don’t know why you still come across my mind, you’re the one who left.
You neglect me so much. Maybe that’s why I’m not that “good girl” anymore. You treat me like shit and you expect me still to respect? Fuck that. I’m tired of it. You hold me back from achieving what I want. Maybe just once you could act like I mean something. Just once.. You don’t know how hard it is to be this age in this time. You just don’t know. But it’s whatever because not like anything I say or do means anything to you. I’m done.
School is stressing me out.
Another lie leads to another.
All you ever did was lie to me. You said I was your “crush” and you don’t talk to any other girls. Really? What kind of lie is that? When I see girls talking to you all over the place.