And sometimes I wonder.
Do you ever take pictures of me in your head?
Do you ever wonder why I’m such a mess?
I guess you and I both know
That it’s better left unsaid.
sorta wanna die sorta wanna kiss you sorta wanna get my shit together sorta wanna lose twenty pounds in a month??
I need you to be clingy because I’m paranoid and I begin to think you don’t like me if you’re not.
I’ve been so manic lately.
All I want is to write and run and fuck and laugh and do everythinnngg
i just wanna have rough sex and fall asleep then wake up and have more rough sex