Pain

my pain you'll never know.

my feelings ill never show.

the past remains a mystery mist

&

yet you think you know.

Sometimes I hope you fucking die.

But I know it wld fucking go

this thought wldn't fucking last.

Just to let you know.

I let you go and I move on.

So we should just not talk.

and

carry on.

much love.

Jess

Most times I feel that I'm a failure in everyways.

Never really was what "friends" wanted me to be.

Never do well in studies. love..

all the never-s.

sigh.

love is like dominos,

one wrong move and all you worked for falls apart

baby

if you could read my mind, you'd be in tears.

to end this post off,

I'm looking things right now at a different light.

Nothing ever matters now.

Having time off from all "drama" now.




Much much love.

Jess

p.s Lets get fucked up. Give us the alcohol.