Somewhere in between our text messages, our phone calls, our jokes, our laughter, our talks, I fell for you. But I’m afraid somewhere in between us being together, the arguments will start, the crying will occur, the jealousy kicks in, the boredom strikes & we won’t be the way we are now. I like how we’re getting closer, but I’ve seen people get closer just to slowly separate later on. That’s what I’m afraid of cause it’s happened too many times.
But you know what? Shit gets to you. You get tired of being fucked over countless of times. You get tired of people walking all over you. You get sick of being labeled “too nice”. You get fucking sick of doing so much for people but not being appreciated for it. Fuck being nice, all people ever do is take advantage of you. Yeah, I’m a bitch because the world made me this way.