February 2012
“you’ll be ok you’ll be fine but what about me?”
fuck you
When you burst out crying alone in your room, and...
oh wait, you don’t care.
late night depression is always fun.
You know what? I'm sick of you. I've given you so...
“Hold you head high, and hold your middle finger higher”
– My brain
You talk to me. You ignore me. You talk to me. You...
What should I do? I’m so confused.
