I hate how I think.How i've set my mind but only to be ruined.I would gladly say but when things turn bad,it just get so hard to imagine.I hate being emo.

Days boring.Mind blogging.Time fly by,with me without and alibi.I spend my entire day up in my room.Away from society.Distant from where u stand.Looking out my window waiting for a shooting star to fall and wish for the impossible to happen.

Kick me in the head and you've done me a great favour.

"my head are tied"