𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄.

mama bore a girl with a gun for a mouth. teeth dripping lead, and lips bleeding red.

rare deserves rare

the touch of an angel, the taste of a drug.

⠀look ⠀at ⠀you ⠀... ⠀𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⠀me.

tell me i’m good ， i know i’m bad.

jealous of the sun， of how it rolls down your shoulders， highlighting freckles ﹠ sliding past untouched spots．

if i had a flower for everytime i thought of you, i could walk in my garden forever.

they only care about you on your way up, now they wish that they could do me better.

no one remembers the girl who stayed small.