i am afraid, but, i am not afraid.

i don't know why i am saying this, but just follow the flow, i'll find something to be told.

well, i have promised that i won't tell anything about my probs.

well, i am afraid, cause i have no friends (well, that is the stupidest confession that i have ever told).

well, people kinda staying away from me nowadays.
but, who gives a shit about it.
screw you!

i am still the same.
i pick my nose, i sneeze a lot, and i sleep with tank tops and shorts, sometimes i wear shorts those are for boys (and i am not ashamed to say that, wahahaha)

well, i am still reading this shitting book called "the black dahlia"
ugh, this book sucks!
i can't even understand the words they are saying.
well, i have a plan, the really big one.
yee-haa.

if i stand up and talk about my faults, someone is going to have a broken heart.
so, what must i do?
i am not a girl that spends her time with calling and say sorry.
sorry, i am not that cheap.

uh, i need drugs.