trashtalk is for gamers.tell me every single thing you believe in. i’ll melt them like a hot knife through butter.
Why?
why? do? people? lie?if you’re after the shards of my h**rt, tell me so. i know for a fact it’s hard work so i’ll be nice enough to help you break it. just don’t let it come as a shock.i hate surprises more than you. don’t feel special. asshole.
i’ve been changed overnight.was fueled primarily by the sin of acedia and icy yoghurt drinks. now i’m functioning solely with hatred.don’t ask why.:)
Bat ang sarap ng hotdog?
bakit ang sarap magpaloko?fake assurances coupled with your own wishful thinking. damn it. tastes so sweet. it’s the highest of highs. the world buckles, warps and anything feels achievable. but, god forbid, none of it is real.
doing what?listen. if you’re mistaking me for someone else, i’m telling you right now there’s nobody else here but me. this isn’t my real first name, but that’s really none of your business.