

the truthwhy was i stalking her? do i really care about her? why whenever i stared into her eyes i felt deep pain and sorrow? I knew just how she felt. she always wanted to fit in the crowd. just like I used to. she didn't know the crowd didn't care about her. I watched from a far, watching how she acted. how she was desperate for attention. just like I used to be. I learned to get over it. but why is she always kissing up to people who dont even give a crap about her existence. maybe she will never learn. maybe she will never know how I feel about her. but maybe someday if I am lucky I can get my feelings off my chest. I would love to lose my heavy bthe truth
and welcome to DA!
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I will conquer the world with my ass~
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