Manage me, I'm a mess Turn a page, I'm a book Half unread
The nights were mainly made for saying things you can't say tomorrow day.
Who are you?Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them?I have. I am fucking crazy.But I am free.
I earned my place,With the tidal waves.I can't escape this feeling,That something ain't right.I called my nameAs I crashed the gates,Still I can't escape this feelingThat something ain't right.
our love likestepping on to a planesitting down in a carwalking on unknown land will either take us to where we belongor throw us into darkness
Maybe the internet raised us, or maybe people are jerks.
I was always an unusual girl.My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the o...
I once had a dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events some of those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over...
You can plan on a change in the weather and time, but I never planned on you changing you mind.
You're rarer than a can of Dandelion & BurdockAnd those other girls are just post-mix lemonade
Oh, the truth I must tellIs I'm lonely as hellStill looking for myself