so i'm sitting in tears, studying for my test tmrw.

and i'm telling myself i should've listened to my mom.

"he's a replica of your dad shankari, turn and run away"

and i should have.

i should have, i should have, run away.

i'm reallly thankful for the block function on messenger.

h, you know, i miss you like hell.

but right now, i hate you.

more than anything else.