the surprise doesn't surprise me anymore the short texts just don't cut it and I'm tired of my heart feeling sore.
your habits are starting to annoy me your body has started to change you're pathetic and I wish you'd see
I'm over being scared to get personal I'm over the immaturity of your brain your presence is not good nor educational
so guess what, I'm not answering this time you're not dragging me through depression again take this as a warning, take this as a sign to finally get your **** together, refine.