stop telling me lies

because no matter how much i hope and no matter how much i try, some things are just not meant for me. i may be so presumptuous and overanalytical, but i have a reason to. ive failed too many times before to be so careful. but in the end, im usually right. i read everything (faces, movements, sounds, words) like a damn book. so if im right about this next thing, god just let me live alone. im tired of waiting, hoping praying, wishing, and overdoing for something that will give me nothing but bittersweetness and false hope. i dont want to feel hurt anymore.

LOST GIRL