Why could I hear voices but not understand them. They told me things like,'why it's just another song you can write' and,'just go die' and,'whats wrong with you? why are you even her?' It was just another typical Tuesday night :/ Why does everyone hate me? I check my Facebook and Instagram and there are people who said they wanted to kill me! why? I didn't even do anything? "Miss Swift, are you sure you want to drive to Arizona?" my confused choefer Pierre said. I'm done. "Yes" I said, snuggling into mere in the backseat of the limo. "Let's go"