i see you with the taste of him on your lips

when ignorance is bliss, it sad

a moth on a street lamp

and its just not what we expected from you

but we should have seen it coming

"follow your heart, not your friends."

said to your enemy- someone who was an accomplice when your back was stabbed.

and you dole out advice to her?

who are you anymore? it's sad and depressing and i feel like something is gone inside me.

don't listen to your friends and you won't have any to advice you in the first place.