Life.

Nothing is getting better.
Love is fucked up.
Why must i be in love?
It hurts.
I hate it.
You can think about stuff whatever you want.
You can go and talk and spend time with other people,
After all they are more important.
I really don't give a fuck now.
I'm getting more angry by the second.
I just wish i wasen't even alive, I wish i was dead.
Well thats love so fuck it.
Family is also fucked up.
Everything i'm always the one that get blamed.
Whenever i needed you, you were never there.
I can't believe i bought for you something expensive but see how we are now.
Wasted my time and my money.
Fuck off from my life.