Isn't it funny to think about how, when you need something from me, you can write sweety, hottie and all that kind of sweet things but the minute you get what you want out of me.
Then I go back to being a nothing in your eyes and I'm not werthy more than a smiley.
And the funny thing is that I can sit for hours and hours and cry over you and think about why I keep trying to break throug your facede when it always end up hurting me.
But the funniest part is that no matter how much I think about it I can't find just one reson to stop trying, and that is because you meen the world to me and nothing lees and I wish you would see that someday.
