hello.

To You:

Here is a story we all know— girl meets boy, and falls in love. Whether it was the hypnotic lights that brought two dancing people closer, with their heads bent together; or whispers in the dark and a soulful gaze; the ending is the same. The setting is irrelevant. The main character is…

Hey bitch, who the FUCK do you think you are? Do you ever have a single original thought, or do you always steal things from other people? How many people’s words have you taken? Because I already know of at least THREE FOUR people. You are pathetic. Get a life.