i did not cry
i stared at the screen without realizing that i was actually screaming
i still can’t
oh my fucking god
WHO DOES THAT
I said you really got to hold on me
Sorry. I’m sorry.
Rest in pieces and me in pieces.
Rest in me and me in pieces.
Rest in peace and me in pieces.
Too many guys think I’m a concept, or I complete them, or I’m gonna make them alive. But I’m just a fucked-up girl who’s looking for my own peace of mind; don’t assign me yours.
I’m not perfect.
I can’t see anything that I don’t like about you.
But you will.
Right now I can’t.
But you will, you will think of things. And I’ll get bored with you and feel trapped because that’s what happens with me.