i hope it gives you hell

Don’t be jealous of the life I lead, because really there isn’t a need. I walk around here with nothing but a smile, my head up half a mile. Who cares about my money, because listen here honey, it’s not about the clothes you wear, honestly it’s not like I care. It’s about the feeling, almost like a physical healing, that comes to you, when there are ones who hate being true. I’m not going to cry about it , I’m not going to try, I’m not going to lie about it