I hope karma hits you in the face. If it doesn’t, I will.
We talked about old times, which made me smile because you didn’t forget.
I hate when people only talk to me when they need something.
I get yelled at for the stupidest things by my parents.
Whatever, fuck it. It doesn’t matter anymore.
Everyday I’m stressing over something.
police: THIS IS THE POLICE! OPEN YOUR DOOR NOW!
me: not with that attitude
When I’m mad, every little thing bothers me.
