Gotta stay high. All. The. Time.
It wasn’t you calling me everyday,
To tell me how much of a bitch I am.
It wasn’t you writing me every week,
Telling me I’m the one hurting you.
I only wanted the best for you, so we could have the best together.
But you somehow seem to make a mess out of everything.
You lie, you cheat, you lie, and lie and lie. There’s only so much a person can take.
I’m just glad I can finally walk away.
That one boy on We Heart It
You’ll always have me, just don’t take advantage of that.
Right on point.
I HAVENT STOPPED LAUGHING AT THIS