5. november 2010

i hoped for the last time.


It doesn't matter. No, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter that i'm  so upset. Disapointted. Angry. Alone. Hurt. Confused. Lost. Afraid. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter that i'm  crying here so hard ... Once again. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. I don't wanna see your faces. I don't wanna see you and i don't wanna talk with you. I don't wanna hang around with you anymore. But it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. It just doesn't matter.             IT FUCKING DOESN'T MATTER!


I don't care how many times i'm gonna fall, i'm just wondering how many times i'm gonna stand up again.