Fuck this bullshit. Life's nothing but a lie. Only reason we exist is to suffer. So why even bother trying? We're all going to hell anyways.

You've never liked the way i spoke. You've never liked my ink. You've never loved me for who i am.

Face it. I know it's true. You know it's true. Ask yourself again and enjoy the voices that you hear.

You won't think about me much, i know. For work, family, friends and clubbing's all you think about. But i have nothing against you, or at least i hope it doesn't mutate. And i will remember you as my karma at its best.

My debt has been paid. And once again, I really don't want to need you if you don't need me. Stop the excuses for what you said.

You said it, now deal with it.

suri thought at 12:23 AM