She's afraid of everything and everyone, or maybe she's afraid for them.

I found a guy who listens to the lyrics.

I don't like being an object. especially not an object with boobs. eyes on the face sweetie.

And she pulled him close and whispered in his ear, are you aware of just how much you mean to me? and he whispered back, it can't be more than what you mean to me, because that's everything

I don't really think hell is real

why not?

well think about it, how many people could possible fit underground?

The right to be ridiculas is something I hold dear

-U2 I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight

It's like being an alien trying to blend into society. you know how you're supposed to act, smile and make small talk and act like the world cannot know who you are, but all you want to do is scream so everyone knows what you are

I am so confused at the place my life is in. I am in love with the guy who loves me back, but I can feel half my heart shattering with loss. I cannot decide whether to smile or sob.

I'm hoping that when I break you'll be far far away

So sick of hiding the fact I'm hurt, so sick of not being taken seriously, so sick of disguising the pain with a smile so sick of waiting for a better tomorrow