Venting&&Nonsense.

I wish could say that you ripped out my heart, that you left and took it with you.. but sadly you have left it here and all it does is think about you.

It’s not that you just up and forgot about me.. I wouldn’t have cared, but you were so special to me and to you I was just there. I always said I wouldn’t let anyone get to me but you got into my heart. I can’t get you out no matter how hard I try.. It shouldn’t be this hard, and I try to lie to myself and say I don’t think about you but I miss you so much. You’ve move on with your life and now my heart is crushed.

Last time I went to Chilli’s there was a lady turned all the way around just to look at my pink hair and tell her friends to look at me like if she was at a fuckin’ zoo. Excuse me I’m not the new pink dinosaur at the zoo.. It isn’t that fuckin’ amazing. Everywhere I go there’s gotta be a dumb bitch that stops whatever they’re doing just to look at my hair, damn get on with your life please. Umm.. And again. I’m sitting at a nail place and some lady is staring me and telling whoever the fuck she’s talking to on the phone with that I got pink hair. It’s not that amazing, like seriously I wasn’t born with it, it’s a little thing call hair dye.