goodbye body. goodbye world. goodbye all of you. FRIENDSHIP'S A MYTH - you all have nothing to say everytime I break down. you're in your mind and I'm in mine. the reason my stomach always feels so empty is because you all left there after the
second time I said I hated this life. I'm not that into dancing, and I hate being seen. you all called it antisocial. everyone always has a joke, but nothing HONEST to say. I hate all of you.