Something that I've recently learned is that high school is a roaring bitch with the most judgemental claws that you will ever come across.
You've got so many fake hoes coming at you left and right, pretending to be your friend, acting like they know you inside out. But for some odd reason it's those bitches that'll create and spread the shit behind your back.
And yeah, it's a field of fucking lies.
And I wanna believe you. Desperately, I really really do.
But it's not working when everyone around me is talking about your recent actions. It's like trying to find a fucking needle in a pool of fucking hay.
But, you're my needle. And I've invested too much fucking time and effort into you needle. But give me a better sign that you're in the hay, and that you're actually telling the truth.
Because I'm losing reality in what could potentially be the honest truth.
Needle, prick me or something. Let me know that you're still in the hay, assure me that it's gonna be worth finding you.
