high school makes you do things unwillingly how could it be things ended up this way? I know exactly how this ends, yet I keep going deeper you don’t care about me but I care about you i don’t like this anybetter than a nihilist but i can only feel and not think i cant think when you stride in Trust me, I know boys don’t mean shit Trust me I know boys are evil. Wonder if you’re enjoying this shitty song about love A hormonic melodramatic angst I’m whining and complaining you probably think I’m dumb this shit has been said many times buts still keeps cycling on Cos I know in the end you’ll end up throwing me away anyways