sometimes people say I'm perfect and it makes me want to die I think they don't know how I stay up at night and cry and cry over dumb ass things I think they don't know me in real life Sometimes people say I'm beautiful but I barely believe them it makes me feel so useless to not be able to properly accept it all I see is this pale individual staring back at me with a few freckles too I collect garbage and use it for useless art projects I don't always brush my teeth before going to sleep I trim my nails with scissors I'm a gateway drug I'll pick up bobby pins from the floor and stick them in my hair to hold myself together sometimes when I'm sitting on the bus afterschool I think about the concept of time and how it never ends and never stops to help you back up it never stopped to help me learn how to properly tie my shoes sometimes people say im perfectTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
