Routine life-style is killing me on th inside. I love th feeling of having th boy every single day. Wish it was easier t b th girl, he wanted me t b.. People will say its easy what, just d what he say and like, t avoid any complicationg aka fights/ quarells. But tt’s nt me.. Not who I’ve grown  t b.. I’m a lot more complex then how I appear  t b. 

  It’s just that sometime I think he deserve someone who wants t change fr him..For th love everyone claims t b th purpose t life. Not somebody who has her own desire of th god damned future.. Which only will at th end, benefit her and only her. Ego, he calls it.. But without all those where would someone stand.. With no pride how d someone face th dillemma of life itself.

  As much as I love t appear ignorant and ‘can’t b bothered!’ , I can’t. It’s killing me softly. And I don’t know fr how long more, I could actually literally hold everything down inside of me.. I need t change my perspective of things pronto.. Bef I lose everything..

In search of th perfect ending

xx