If I ever had to make a mixtape of my life all of the songs will be depressed and about how fucked up I am. Or maybe there will be no songs at all, because honestly...all my life I actually had no life.
I am a son of a bitch. An asshole, to be honest. And yes, you should agree with me.
I should've been there for the people who cared about me most when they needed my help.
Lol, I bet nobody even notices I will be gone. Maybe for now. Maybe for a couple days. Months. Or for good. Who cares?
Don't even try to convince me to come back, because I know I will just ruin everything by coming back. I bet that most people I know on here wish they never met me on the first place.
Whatever happens: life goes on. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. If you ever need me: Some of you have my number/aim/kik, so if you ever need me I'm there, I guess.
And if I do come back: have good fucking luck searching me.
I fucked up. I'm sorry.
lol, i re-made. come find me if you fucking care.