I really hate being in the middle of everything. It drives me insane.
It’s better than being on the outside looking in..
I hate Socal bitches.
you really knew what it feels like.
I need to get out and go somewhere. It doesn’t matter where, but I just need to leave this place behind.
there’s a special place in hell for people who don’t close your door when they leave the room when your door was originally closed
What’s wrong with me?
to realize what you are missing out on.