I hate your big, beady eyes. I hate the way you taste. I hate the smell of your hair. I hate your body and the way it cried for an embrace. I hate your complexion for being as pristine and white like a pearl. I hate how you manage to resurface into my consciousness at random…
I’m not that nice a person and I’ve got no intention of changing.
People would always try to bring me down. I've done a lot of mistakes, but I'd keep my head high like my nose is fucking bleeding. I've learned, bitches and jerks.