bout me

qis :) 1997 imma girl who loves chocolate much i am nowhere near perfect, im vulnerable to believing lies. hoping dat one day i wont need a fake smile, i have drama and memories (thats life)

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31.10.11

some friends

I used to call you my sister. I trusted you. But then what? You decide to stop talking to me? you decide to pretend like you still care, when you could care less about me? Talking behind my back, and treating me like crap cause you thought i wouldn’t notice? You’re as fake as your make-up. I can’t believe what we had didn’t last. A friendship that was so special, so unbreakable. You decided you were too cool for everyone. I still wonder underneath the mask, if the real you’s still alive. I met her, you know.The real you? That sweet charming down to earth personality of yours. But now I look at you and all I see is a stranger.