[[cos I swear I’d burn this city down to show you the light]]
Why is it so hard for you to think that maybe I want more than sex?
Who do you want standing next to you when all of your dreams come true?
You know I’ve got it bad when I can’t stop crying over One Tree Hill.
So now it’s between the guy I love, the guy who loved me, and my new crush(es?).
I think I just want the first two to see me happy with one of the last two.
Wow, I’m an asshole.
I’m just gone beyond repair.
Listening to that type shit I haven’t listened to since the 8th grade, nbd.
It’s so weird, the last few days you were the last thing on my mind. Then I wake up today and idk.
Some one hook it up with a bottle of blues (I’d obvs settle for a bundy) and point me in the direction of a good punk show, I need to get numb and have the sense beat into me.
On some real shit. All I wanna do is get high, listen to Backstreet Boys, watch movies, hang with Brooke, and read Water for Elephants before it’s not in theaters anymore. Is that so much to ask?
Just got off the phone.
After hearing the words “I don’t have friends. I have people who want things from me, and people who I want things from.” come out of my mouth… idk.
I mean, I didn’t even know my alleged friends were on break this week. Like do people think I’m okay or do they just not care enough to hit me up?
Fuck it. I slept all day, I haven’t eaten or anything.
[plug it in and turn me on]
have been relatively PG today, no?