I'm sick and tired of trying to always live up to your expectations. And when I'm not really yours to begin with. And what's life when you're living for someone else? It's my life and that's what I get when I actually fall for the one I should never have fallen for. Wrong timing. Wrong status. Wrong sex.

Music olevels at st nics tmr. I hope I'll see Kimberly there. It'll make shit all the more interesting.

My life has been reduced to this. Authencity. Superficiality. And a fight for social status. It makes me wonder if it's all worth it, if you're worthall my efforts and time and love. But the answer stays, I'm not worthy.

I'm sick of my standard issue smile.