My real life is worse.
I cant explain though.
Just mixed with shit I didnt do, yet
Get the blame on.

And then the event.
The worst event.
Of hell.
You break up.
Again i take the blame on me.
When something I never did.
Pretending to be the sensitive bitch i was I wanted to seek some attention in that.
As ive change throughout the days.
Attention doesnt matter.

Then it started off as a small thing to me, and then a huge event to hell about me.
I noticed about the you and Jace stuff.

Again like the sensitive hell child I am,
I just blamed it on me.

I always knew I had hate somewhere.
But besides you from the first.
Then ive experienced more.
It made me hurt.
I wanted to end this all.
It goes.
Never stops.
Just goes.
Ever and ever.
Until the sacrifice has been done.

Its been like this ever since.
The first time i ever experienced drama.
The main life of hell.
I wasnt part of it that time.
It terrified me.
The more followers i had.
The more hate I thought I had.
You dont understand.