fuck this.
fuck feeling like this.
I wasn’t thinking about you when i kissed my girlfriend,
wasn’t thinking that you’ve might’ve seen me,
simply because it’s not particularly your business what i do or who i do it with.
you don’t own me, you broke up with me, found someone else in a minute or two…
no i wasn’t aware it hurt, i didn’t even know you cared.
(abram has some pretty gnarly hickys, yep that shows)
don’t bother being hurt, i’m going to act how i please,
I care about her, that’s no crime,
I wasn’t trying to spite you, frankly you were nowhere in my thoughts at that time.
today i told myself i was going to have a good day,
6:15- 7:57…
ouch. tired. need coffee. stupid first class. saw people that make me happy.
7:57-2:30
i have to do all this shit? ah well… so it goes.
2:30-6:30
heaven.
6:30-8:45
I have never seen so much hypocrisy, condescension, and idiocy. I want to kick your fucking teeth in.
aaaaaand now i’m venting about it.