I know you're prettier than me,
cutter than me, hotter than me,
and thinner than me.
And I know that you're bitchier than me,
and also a slut. Bitch.
Bastard,
Stop treating me so good.
You treat me better than the bitch you like.
Stop it please. Stop it. I can;t stand it anymore.
You make me thought that you liked me,
and make me started to like you.
I liked you for a very long time.
Until one day, you told me that you already couple for a very long time......
My heart was broken, and started to cry......
Why do you want to lie to me?!
You should tell me at first,
so that I won't like you,
and my heart will not get hurt......
Me,
I'm not pretty, i'm not cute,
I'm not hot and i'm fat.
Why do I need to cry for a person like that? I'm really stupid.
And this is what I want to tell myself:
A guy that really likes you is not because of your look,
is because of your personality!
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