Be real.
I am so sick of everyone’s bullshit.
I’m done with your lies and secrets.
I’m beyond tired of your fucked up opinions and your ridiculous judgements.
Everything you say, the things you do, they just hurt.
You’re hard and cold and I can’t handle it.
You’re fake and fucked up and I want no part in it anymore.
Can you even feel anything?
I’m done. Have a nice life making all your fucked up decisions.
I hope someday, somehow, you end up happy. I really do.
Start to be real. No one likes a fake.
