.kiki
2012-09-20, 15:53
20/09/12
,Dear life
It’s my first time dedicating you something… I’ve never actually considered the idea of writing you! Maybe I just wasn’t full enough… like now! i
You’ll never stop disappointing us, will you? Every time I try to expect what’s next… you just come up with such games! That I stay totally clueless. i
I try and try to give you my back… because I believe that he who follows you is the most miserable person on the planet. But you still throw me your sick lessons in a freaking way.
I take a step back… have a look at you… trying to be so beautiful, pretending innocence, faking smiles to everyone, waiting for the best opportunity: their best moments, so you could just stab them in the back! I watch the same scene over and over again… and I always have the same reaction: disgust! i
I’m sick of you. I’m sick of all the stories, characters, pictures and most of all… unfair endings. i
But here’s a promise I make to you: as long as I’m alive, you’ll never see me smiling to you, you’ll never know how my face looks like, you’ll never laugh at me… not again… and my last one is: you’ll just never have my trust, dear! i
With incredible disgust, your faithful hater… Ikram.
,Dear life
It’s my first time dedicating you something… I’ve never actually considered the idea of writing you! Maybe I just wasn’t full enough… like now! i
You’ll never stop disappointing us, will you? Every time I try to expect what’s next… you just come up with such games! That I stay totally clueless. i
I try and try to give you my back… because I believe that he who follows you is the most miserable person on the planet. But you still throw me your sick lessons in a freaking way.
I take a step back… have a look at you… trying to be so beautiful, pretending innocence, faking smiles to everyone, waiting for the best opportunity: their best moments, so you could just stab them in the back! I watch the same scene over and over again… and I always have the same reaction: disgust! i
I’m sick of you. I’m sick of all the stories, characters, pictures and most of all… unfair endings. i
But here’s a promise I make to you: as long as I’m alive, you’ll never see me smiling to you, you’ll never know how my face looks like, you’ll never laugh at me… not again… and my last one is: you’ll just never have my trust, dear! i
With incredible disgust, your faithful hater… Ikram.