And this is all I can do to not kill myself
I really hate not being invited to parties
Stop talking to me about saints and shit, mom, I don’t believe in them
If I ever use the word “fine” in a conversation, unless it’s spelt “finee” “fiine” “finne” or even the occasional “ffine”, know that I’m lying.
It’s hard to explain how much I hate actually myself..
I dont need you but I want you