Unicorn Unicorn.



You.

I’ll save you the trouble. I know my feelings don’t mean anything to you. But why is it that you always ask me. I tell you how I really feel but all I get is a ” ok, I guess” it’s fine though, whose tripping. It hurts but what can I do. I don’t want to ask you anything of that nature only because I think you’ll be just like the rest of them. Always shutting me down. Oh life. Why you so unfair. Maybe it’s karma for all my mistakes, unfaithfulness, bad habits and such. I’m sorry I’m not perfect but who really is. I guess I’ll will always be second best. Who’s tripping tho?

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