Tired of being dragged in

Well, I got something to ask you, if you're not that paranoid then explain to me why the fuck you're still talking shit about me?

Why won't you just forget me?

Stop being a motherfucking victim, I don't know how anyone can take that crap, I don't know how I took that crap about you being so innocent. Oh, you're so innocent. YOU'RE A FUCKING HUMAN BEING FOR FUCKS SAKE!

Compulsive liar... -.-

I'm the villain and I finally figured why... Because I see who you are, I see the beast that hides behind that inexpressive face and those deceitful gestures and words.

I don't know how anyone who can't feel can pretend so many feelings. You're just like Lila - {x}.

Fakeness

So I thought I was Faceless. I guess I'm not anymore, right? I'm not, I was not and I won't ever be. Thanks to people's obsessive mental illness. And I here I was, thinking I was mentally ill. And there you were, not denying it. Because you wished I would keep thinking that way. I hate you.
It sucks to be surrounded by fakeness. Oh well.

Uncertainty

I was walking down one road very carelessly because it was all the same, I just had to move forward. But then I find out that my road is blocked... No, not a fallen tree nor a beast on my way... My road was blocked by uncertainty when I found out that my lonely road got split into two paths, so I stop and wonder what lies ahead each one of the roads. There are no signs and there is a thick mist veiling both ways.
Now I'm left with a decision, since my easy road turned into uncertainty I sit between the two forward ways and wait for the mist to vanish... Too bad it doesn't seem to move, neither do I.

Should I follow one road, regardless of the consequences? I just don't know, so I sit a wonder.