You love like my cell phone camera trying to focus. I want it to focus on a certain apple in the tree but the camera always wants to focus on the Apple next to it. Annoying, it is. I’m not sad that my camera is focusing on the Apple next to the other Apple because this Apple is actually in better shape than the others. This Apple is perfectly colored red with a small, pale yellow patch on the side.
I saw a picture of you with your new granddaughter I'm disgusted . So beautiful and innocent I wonder how long that will last Before you destroy her life I hope you have some kind of compassion and love for her I hope she doesn't grow up thinking men touching her is okay because you touch her I hope you don't touch her I hope you never never touch her I hope she lives a great life.
i used to be afraid of death isn't that funny because now i like killing myself i like the feeling of being torn apart by other people's opinions i beg them to tell the truth even when i know it's not what i want to hear tell me tell me you liked my hair longer before i cut it short tell me tell me i'm too skinny that i should put on some weight tell me tell me you're shocked tell me i should know these basic things i want the truth not a sugar coating and i don't exactly want it to hurt but i'm starting to think it is better than nothing
Empty like the nail polish you throw away because it's 'empty' but it's not actually empty because there is still some product left in it but it's not useable because it's so dried out and close to the bottom that no one wants to try to use it so they throw it out.
So empty like how I have no energy to show any kind of emotion anymore but if you dig really deep you'll find some dried up old feelings but it's too deep in there that no one wants to try with me anymore so they just throw me out