blue skies AND sunshine.
and then you realize
that you are totally
and completely
alone.
you can have 1,432 followers on instagram,
920 followers on twitter
and be really pretty
(not just the outside kind)
and people will still forget you
exist.
the person you thought you could count on
in every instant.
every situation.
and every heartbreak.
it's all bull shit.
sorry...
i don't want to offend you
but you've already offended me.
this is how i would imagine a brick would feel
if it collided with my face.
days like these seem to be happening more often...
if it collided with my face.
days like these seem to be happening more often...