My love life suck cock.

It's over.

Whether it started before or not.

Your killing me in the inside.

I can't trust you.

I can't tell myself if I like/love you or not.

My mind's polluted with imaginations that I don't want to know.

I would rather be hide.

I want happy endings.

Not pathetically, unrequited endings.

You know what I am talking about.

All your bloody exs.

I can't concentrate in my life.

Thanks, alot .