wtf.

They say that bitches bark more than bite. I don´t really give a shit about it, less when my head is a mess. You know I love playing with fire, just like The Runaways "I don´t wanna get burn" but I think I am making the game more difficult, sometimes I think I´m going to loose, cause even if I rather not, I have feelings, yes I do. You create people with regrets, but I´m a teenager, I shouldn´t give a fuck about nothing, and I do that more or less, you now I could care less... *me laughing. I´m not asking you to give me something, I don´t seriously need nothing, I mean, I´m happy enough to smile, I just want you to know, I´m my own queen, and I want to make up my ideas. Otherwise, I´m afraid love is going to win me, and I feel so good making all boys love me. Help me to find the right way, maybe that way is still being me, and keep playing the game, or maybe I should quit.