its like a haunting image.
sometimes i hate the girl in the picture, i hate her because she looks so perfect ,so flawless.
other times i hate her because i know her and how she used to be.
sometimes i hate her because i wish that could be me.
sometimes i hate her because she was wrong in so many ways.
sometimes i love her and im obsessed with her
i might cry over her ,sometimes id die for her.
but sometimes i can only be me.
