When you’re at a restaurant and you see your food coming.
Then you realize it’s for the table next to you…
You two used to be in love. And together you were invincible. But now that you’ve turned against each other, it’s just a matter of time before your mutual destruction.
I’m tired of being the good girl. I’m tired of saying sorry for things I don’t even think are wrong. I’m tired of people taking all the strenght out of me. Of people trying to make me feel like the bad guy, when they’re the bad guy themselves. I’m tired of not facing shameless selfish guys and telling them what can they do with their “just- sayings”. You can kiss my ass. You’re officially done. Shame on you.
What if I did? What if I actually did something that pissed you off? How many times have I felt like crap thank to you and your bullshit? Grow up, ladies, you’re stuck at fifteen.
I’m waking up fierce from now on.
Screw you.





