Prenez garde jeunes corps en plumes
Apprende à voler plus vite que le temps
Vous braise, laissant que quelques écumes
D’une cigarette négligée, laissée au vent
why can’t i be someone who doesn’t care, someone who never read conversations like 8 times or doesn’t freak out only cuz he have a little time alone to overthink, everyone is messing with my scary mind, that’s suck and i hate it.
she never looked nice. she looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice, it was supposed to make you feel something
-i don’t know why that makes me cry”