Seriously, I'm too sick of being nice. My mask's fading and everything I'm doing right now is just bitchy and lame and fucked up. Yeah, I'm a bitch. See, this is the real me. Are you happy? Nurul Amani, seriously, I stuck with you and cheered you up whenever you needed it, but where were you when I was at my worst and was trying to get over zs? You didn't help at all, only told me, "Cheer up." Yeah, that's all. And now you're over here badmouthing me and saying that I gave you a fucked up attitude when it was you who didn't give a fuck to my existence? Yeah I'm fucked up, I will give you attitude anytime, yeah? Yeah that's me alright, ha. Pathetic pussy just fuck off please. -.- And now I feel like the world's against me. Seriously, no point going through all this when I'll just be alone in the end, again. No one's ever there sincerely, they're just either curious or just don't care and pretend they do. All of you can go and die. Never trust your friends, seriously, none of them are ever there for you when you need them. No one. NO ONE.
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