Why :)

why :)-object writing

why are you a loser
why do i love you and why do you love me
why do we torment each other
You call me a jerk, it's okay, you're never ever going to forget me, you are still whipped, i never asked or wanted you to be, but that's life
but it doesn't matter anymore, it's not like i'm crazy about you
you wanted a fairytale, i want facts
an owl and spaghettios on my desk
my true feelings of wanting something better
silly you, you still believe it
knitting to relieve anger and stress because you suck at that too
and i still like you, not as much as him though
because he is me, and i am him
awesomeness in human form
and amazingness incarnate
you wish it was different, i guess sometimes i do to
so my sister is on the phone and i can hear the ocean
and the air
pink and more pink
a zany idea, like batman and harley quinn getting together
a bow for the little person in my head
and scissors in a drawer
the only reason flowers live is to fade and die
happy hands and silly faces, i love it
don't be so frustrated dear, it's okay
he has a black polo because he is a silly boy
polo's suck, they are worn for uniforms
but military uniforms are awesome
an ironic failure, don't think it makes sense, but what does
creepy kids in a music store, dark eyes sallow faces, fake goths
what in the world are they thinking
doesn't matter, i was right, i knew he had a polo
i'm moving on and at 11:00 i will be there to watch you
my head hurts, and you want to choke me bc i spilled the medicine on the floor, i didn't know your head was hurting too
we are about to have a brawl, but i think i will just read a book and sleep
dolphins and bears, tigers and mountain lions
a rough conclusion and easy realization of nothing
la la la la la
I suck at expressing feelings, not surprised if i will suck at song, i can play and sing, why can't i write well
I hope things are cool in the end, don't forget your glasses, i love you