The reality of it all is that it always ends No one will survive No one is immune to the pain We all hope and make wishes but it never comes true We are only left with the truth After death memories is what keeps us alive in others hearts But memories fade and again no one survives Some live on longer than others In memories and in life We all face the same fate We all face the same death We all face the same reality
“Girls aren’t born easy, a guy makes them like that. And the only reason guys are players, is because they’ve been hurt too.
If you have been hurt before and you have your guard up why would you want to do the same thing to someone else?
We only know what we’ve learned maybe it’s not even a conscious decision to treat people like that…
If it wasn’t for players and heartless bitches, everyone could be happy. I’m thinking a couple decades from now we will all go extinct because no one can ever seem to find love.
