Dearest
I was thinking yesterday to writte something... i didn't know why, i had my head on the clouds... lost in my own fucked up world, like always. I was eating my Oreos... yes, i was eating something i am not supossed to eat because of the fucking "Fit Life".... and i dont give a fuck, and suddendly i felt the need to say a lot of things, to scream, to pour away all the twisted up things i feel about you... but i can't... you never understand it... but at least i tried. You are someone i would really love to stab until you die and all your blood is drained into the ground, i will enjoy it, you make me happy and miserable at the same time, how is that even possible? I wan to hug you, i wan to love you and hate you, i want to scream and hit you in the face... You make me anger, make my brain explode for overthinking about you all the time, i want to leave sometimes... but i dont... because i fucking love you, and you dont fucking get it! Always worring about things that don...