idk

i am not myself

@illhueminati my late night thoughts

my favorite form of torture is seeing how long i can go without telling you i miss you before my chest collapses

the walls we build around us to keep sadness out also blocks out the happiness

i found my vice, it lives in a bottle and it wants me to die

you're beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me

i guess vodka isn’t the solution to everything because after the fifth shot the only word i could slur was your name

i'm not the type of girl anyone would want to be with

i kissed a boy with pretty lips and i still felt empty

i wish i was dead so you'd think of me

and she yelled at the top of her lungs, "i dont need you." and it was that moment that she was free

don't look at me that way 'cause i'll be hanging by a rope i will haunt you like a ghost

its so hard not to cut open my skin tonight

call me baby girl and my clothes will be off

say something i'm giving up on you

its sad how when we see animal's ribs, hip bones, and collarbones, we think its abusive. but when we see them on women, its a form of beauty