My friends are very anti of you, I don't care.
You are an embarrassment, but still appear so nice.
You think you're all that, and to me you are.
I think you're special in every way possible, while I'm no one to you.
I believe that you can change, but no one thinks that way even you.
So why do I believe in these craps?
Why can't I let go of you after how much I've gone through?
you're a serious piece of shit.
But still, I'm in love with you.