I hate the fact that I cried in my sleep because of someone like you.
I can't wait for the day where I never have to see you again.
Did I give up on everything or did everything give up on me?
Isn't it ironic that I feel the least alone when I'm by myself and feel the most alone when I'm in a room full of people?
Just once, I want to be someone's first choice. Is that too much to ask for?
You could at least try and show some effort.
Please do everyone a favor and watch your mouth.
Happiness is always my 11:11 wish.
Stop ignoring me. I exist, you know.
I'm worried that everyone will forget me.