Just what do I actually fear? You or society? There's a part of me that want to throw you off the goddamn cliff yet I want to catch you too. Maybe it's true, trust no bitch, fear no man. People are telling me to not care about you all, but you're my friend in the end. I'm guessing what she said is true, holding on too hard on the friendship. Life's hard. I try to satisfy everyone's craving yet I can't. This silence really does define my misery.
So tell me thehiddenblood, what should I do? Clear that line and go for it, or just stand behind it and pretend nothing happened?
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