Whats Up?

You just asked me that. What's up... You say it as if you actually give a shit. If you gave a shit, you would have bothered to text me on monday. You even said you would, but I knew you wouldn't and I seem to always be right with you. Not right, far from right, I'm just right in thinking that you're the second biggest letdown I have ever met. I'm half way through a crisis and the only thing you're really interested in is your hair. I thought I was self obsessed.

Just don't give me that crap, atleast, don't pretend to care. Don't let me start to think there is a part of you that wants to spend time with me. I know you don't, it's not like you to spend time with girls because you want to have fun.

I just don't want to become one of those crazy girls that you avoid and always keep sweet just incase she kills you. It's so true though.

I don't know what I'm trying to achive.