& let me repeat , i fucking hate you

the bet that you set up against me , one week is down , 10 april is all i want , to throw you off my heart

&& i want the old you , the one who cares , the one who actually knew what tricks were under my sleeves , just tell him imisshim

fever is gone but im neither mentally or physically prepared for my dance tmr

i feel damm lousy , everyone laughs , i mean , im not at fault to go for that dance show right ?

im scared

fuck , what a fucking good friday

you can talk all you want cause my skin is really thick !

its like watching your heart get hurt , what a arpil fools day

i dont feel tooo good , i feel like im a pest