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I think about suicide and killing life but for that I have no time with a knife in me I write text for you that you know what it means to be clingy you think my life is perfect but it is true only drek friends exploited and not Really lived smoking weed and dealt, but the time is further behind than God sometimes gives us you think about what it was all about but the answer stays the same that is love love you write big but these are small things you speak in big sentences and then it is over you became friends zone you want to kill yourself but no please stop crying you don't feel pain like me so please piss off on my life before I start crying that's true love but now it's over