No Reason To Hate Since We All Kinda Relate

"𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦: 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥."

-𝘑𝘰𝘩𝘯 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯

how come i hate myself, yet i love u for being so much like me?

One bad chapter doesn’t mean that your story is over.

nobody fights fire with fire

some use oil, others water

what is your etiquette coquette? 

how can impress you?

do u like the sound of my voice when i talk after i laughed?

do u like my lipstick? - it was quite expensive?

do u like my taste of music? - i think its quite special

if u even knew how obsessed i am with the idea to impress u.

etiquette coquette..

what is this?

is it a lifestyle or a prison?

do i express myself or have i locked myself in?

i feel the windbreeze,, the only indication that i aint in a prison, i have the option to be free-

i want to live for myself

i dont like them.

not at all

we may walk the same path but surely dont breathe the same air

we live in a society where obnoxiousnes is covered in smiles, rudeness in less rude words, bad intentions in the usage of nice words and lies

they laugh, if u dont know enough

they kill, if u know too much

why oh why is my heart possessive?