shy, fifteen years young. And yes, if you're reading this and wondering, my name is shy & no I am not that shy. I'm different. I've been mistaken for so much. Nothing really gets to me but, sometimes I question what is eventually is going to end me. People leave, things change. This isn't suppose to be some inspiring shit or anything, but I can live without you. I'll mistaken your potential and actions for a lot, just a bunch of bullshit..lust, everyday crap and excuses. Lying is pressing your luck, it'll end you. Say what you want, but eventually you'll realize I was right. I'm always right, I'm physic..I'm free & hurting, please try to save me..it's worth a try. P.s. nothing lasts forever
