i hate everyone about as much as i love them im really undecided at the moment and my life is a moment to moment to moment battle with a conscience that doesn't seem to exist until i am sure that it does, and then i feel like it's the only one in the world, and everybody else is just a monster or clutching their pearls on tumblr putting nothingness on my dashboard i dont wanna be a fucking whore but i want the rewards gold digging whore gold digging whore gold gold
i dont wanna hate but you are so insidious and everything that you do is offensive to my sense of right and wrong and the frustrating part is that i am the only one seeming to be seething so i'm scheming are you bleeding like the heart you claim to have but you wanna look heartless cos youre bad youre so bad badder than a bad bitch but you could never be a bad bitch youre a gold digging whore youre a gold digging whore i dont even know if i im talking about money anymore i guess that it's a metaphor it's okay, cos i'm worse i met a four then i met a five now me and four don't talk much anymore but youre still a gold digging whore youre a gold digging whore