Fuck Life
Father's birthday~November 1st, 2015.
I'm don't care anymore.
I'm sick and tired.
Rejected by my crush.
Never given any fucks..
Crying every night.
My bed is my towel.
But soon, very soon, I don't think it'll just be holding tears.
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