Why does it have to be this way? Why can’t things ever change?
So tell me how does it feel, how does it feel to be like you? I think your mouth should be quiet, cause it never tells the truth.
Hello Tumblow, long time no see! Hopefully I’ll be using this more c:
I don’t have friends.
I don’t want that to change. I bitch about not having a life. But. That’s because the friends I have, where I used to live, are the only friends I need. Or want, for that matter. I’m content with the ones I have. The people around here just aren’t like the ones I have. And I couldn’t be happier to have the friends I have. Ncjskshjdf.