You know me, I'm impulsive. Constantly talking isn't necessarily communicating. Sand is overrated. It's just tiny, little rocks. Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders. (Nietzsche) Why do I fall in love with every man I see who shows me the least bit of attention? Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours. I'm just a fucked up girl looking for my own piece of mind, I'm not perfect. At the same time, I'm just exactly where I want to be. Look at it out here, it's all falling apart. I'm erasing you and I'm happy! And by morning, you'll be gone! Sometimes I don't think people realize how lonely it is to be a kid.
My embarrassing admission is I really like that you're nice, right now.
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