You're dick.

I was fucking right, Your a pathetic lying peace of scum.
Fuck you.

. . .

And as we lie beneath the stars
We realize how small we are



Things are gonna be better soon, I can tell, it's gonna start to get really good really soon, like it used to be. Im gonna start having fun =D


xx

I Climb, I Slip, I Fall
Reaching for your hands
But I lay here all alone
Sweating all your blood
If I could find out how
To make you listen now
Because I'm starving for you here
With my undying love and I
I will
Breathe for love tomorrow
Cause there's no hope for today
Breathe for love tomorrow
Cause maybe there's another way

Friends. They're way better. It's easier to talk now. Idk it was easy before but it feels easier for you now, as long as your happy I'm gonna be happy.



We'll show the world they were wrong

>.<

Bah
I hate being fucked around and not knowing what's happening, I know it's not your fault. People say you treat me like shit but I can't see it, it's making me depressed though, I'm not sure how long I can handle it for at all, I don't want to get bad again like last time, but at least when you're fucked you can only get better and then things always get really good for a while I hope.
Like idk, sometimes it feels like you don't care about me and all and i'm just ike fuck but I'm gonna do anything to keep you/ make you happy, even if I can only have you as a friend I need you to be happy, then I can be happy, but atm it feels like you don't even want me as a friend and like idk you know how I feel nd I hate not knowing you want, it makes things harder, I cannot deal with confusion. It's been a week since it happened. And I can already tell I'm gonna be fucked. This won't end well at all but I'm not sure if I can stop.

She puffs her lips on cigarettes and paces in the lobby
Silhouettes of pure white skin
A super in post-party
She is the string that holds your fate
The one that gets it started
So if you’ve got the balls to fight then put your mouth around it

Anorexic beauty queen with painted eyes so toxic
Flowers painted on her back, centerfold erotic
She’s had a gram, a shot, a slam, enough to start a riot
Everybody wants a piece
But only you're invited