Jelousy is your own demise.
Love is the sweetest revenge.
It's the thing that hurts the most.
So easy to get ruined by stupid things.
Black-mail's suicide. You get the a** kicking in the end.
No one to depend on. Don't trust anyone.
Your always going to get screwed. Why do we look so hard for someone when we know we're just going to get hurt in the end?
There's no point in destroying yourself for someone so useless.
We want to know someone cares.
That's why loves the sweetest revenge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem