I dont wanna do this anymore, everyday just gets harder and harder.

music not loud enough, i need it directly injected into my veins

reupholstering is hard, no one told me about the chemical reaction almost setting me on fire??

id go to the ends of this earth is you asked

im sick of your petty lies and being taken advantage of 🖕

and suddenly every song was about you

The dream of being someones first choice.