i knew when i walked into my dark room tonight
that i was going to cry.
i've been ****** up enough times before
i know what it feels like.

and it's not even that you did it on purpose
to **** me over
i understand
you're just a kid, really
kids gotta have their fun
gotta have their rebellion
gotta have their fist wrapped around a heart -
i get it.

i think it's the fact that i've lost the last person i give a **** about
that bothers me
that i am now entirely alone
even though there are 20 others to take your place
i would never let them

another "bestfriend".
pound on my door, honey
go ahead
i won't be answering

i don't like crying
it makes me feel pathetic