I finally spit out everything I cried about for 3 years and all I get is "I don't care".Nice feeling to get when you try your hardest to be the person who they want you to be, and get more imperfections piled on to fix.Now I'm just here crying trying to figure out who I am.
I hate you so f**king much that I want you to move out of this house.I don't care of you provided for us, or was there for me for a month.
But boy, I'll come out to be stronger than ever.
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