Oh Where

Why do i have this strange premonition that my perfect world
Is going to shatter?



Well. Fuck you premonition.
This is going to work. And i will make it.
I love you.
If so many people hate us, then well, that sucks for them
I care about everyone
But lately, my patience has been getting thinner and thinner
I cant care about what i dont know
So i dont understand how suddenly im some selfish bitch
But whatever
To each his own

"Oh Where Is My Hairbrush?"