I’ve tried. I’ve tried so hard to fucking make time for you, to see you and crap. And what the fuck do I get back. Shit nothing. Just fucking. Oh, going to play LOL shit. Holy shit. I’ve changed for you and all you could honestly think about is weed. Does this fucking relationship mean any fucking thing to you anymore. I’m so sick of trying. So sick of trying to put in all the effort for shit nothing. Honestly, if weed is more important, keep fucking smoking. I could give less of a fuck anymore. Fucking motherfucking fuckery. Fuck you.

People will hate you, rate you, shake you, and break you.

But how strong you stand is what makes you.

One year ago, I would’ve still been a virgin. I would’ve been weed free. I would’ve been a goodie-two-shoe. I would’ve kept all my promises to myself. Today, I’m not a virgin. I smoke weed. I don’t go to school. And all my promises I made to myself is broken. Whatever happened to me… The Mary that was once so innocent. How can I go back to the old days?

Let’s trade places so you could see how I feel.

I am going to hang with my friends and hang with my boyfriend, I’m not ditching anyone anymore. Life has been so rough.. But I think I can balance everything out now. :)

I don’t want to give up, but I don’t see the point in trying.