I hate having those
- ‘I hate myself’ days
- ‘I want to die’ days
- ‘I’m so ugly’ days
- ‘Why is this happening to me’ days
- ‘I feel stupid’ days
- ‘Why is my fringe not working with me’ days
- ‘I can’t stop thinking about you’ days
- ‘I know he’s not thinking of me, but whatever- it’s cool *slams head*’ days
- ‘Thanks for ignoring me’ days
- ‘Fuck the world’ days
and heaps more, but if I go on, i’m going to sound more like a whiny bitch.
Boys, are like songs. There are those songs that you instantly love, and the songs you hate at first but then learn to like. There are the songs you like at first, but then they start get irritating. There are the songs that you love when you first hear them, but when you truly listen to them, you realize they aren’t that great after all. And then there are the songs that you may not hear for awhile. But when you do hear them, you still know all the words.
