My name is Zahara. I'm looking for a good relationship with you and I have something very important to discuss with you, please contact me here, then I can tell you more about myself, for me to send you my pictures ok, reply me through my private mail box ( harunizahara@gmail.com

Thanks for accepting my friend request :)

Why is being sad so..... easy but, being happy is so hard.

whats the point of life anymore. your jus born to die.

Thought I was in love
Got me thinkin' to myself I wasn't enough
I remember late nights all alone

A love letter came through the mail, it said, "I miss you"
I ripped it up and flushed with the tissue, try to forget you
I ain't got nothing against you, we human, we all got issues
But I'm tired of being tired of being tired
That part of me done died
I see it, then I don't, act like I'm blind
I'm confident it won't be one of mine
I know emotions come with lies, so I tell the truth all the time
Ain't got no sympathy for no bitch

Lost in a dark place
Trapped in the crawl space
In my mind I get lost in
I wake up in a coffin
They tell me they care
They’re just in love with the music
So they’ll never know
About the pain I go through
It’s like a chain of reactions
All these demon attacks
From all the drugs that I’m taking
To the women distracting me
From being myself
It’s like I’m losing my traction
Kiss death on the lips
I have a fatal attraction

I fell by the wayside like everyone else
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, but I was just kidding myself
Our every moment, I start to replace
'Cause now that they're gone, all I hear are the words that I needed to say
When you hurt under the surface
Like troubled water running cold
Well, time can heal, but this won't
So, before you go
Was there something I could've said to make your heart beat better?
If only I'd have known you had a storm to weather
So, before you go
Was there something I could've said to make it all stop hurting?
It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless
So, before you go

Hey just wondering who this is? I have a friend request from you from like 2 years ago

I been living fast, fast, fast, fast
Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
But hurry up and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 'ad
I know all these niggas gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'ma die with respect, yeah
Fucking with my money, you'll get dealt like that, yeah
I took too many pills, count up the bills, uh
Molly in my cup, I can't tell you how I feel, uh
Oh, last call
Oh-oh, that's gnarly
Every day I be counting up, counting up the blues
Count away, sometimes we always lose
I get high as a bitch, still the same dude
I was back then, and now I'm lost and confused