9 December 2012
Been together from the start till these memories tore us apart. Iv always been told that I will fail , I'd rather just end you and go to jail. For you life is so great , cause you never received hate. For now I'm wishing you well , but I can't wait till you rot in hell.
Life wreaker , hell raiser , I need some inspiration to continue but nothing good ever comes out of you. In a perfect world half the population wouldn't exist including me and you. What else can I do?
You have your razors I have my pills, is this really the right time to kill. Stressed out had enough, why don't we break up cause that's what they want . Don't think I won't miss you but maybe it's right ,if we separate you can have a great life.
What To Do • Opuss № I