during a panic attack at my local KFC i'm comforted by the fact that the wifi's free so i can google "what the fuck is wrong with me?" why do i struggle with things that should come so naturally?
oh how do you keep the fear away? feel it rising in my throat every day it's hard to explain you're not okay without sounding like the worst tumblr cliche
some days there'll be rain it won't always be the same some days there'll be pain but you'll be yourself again
late at night i walk the streets alone bathed in lamplight miles away from home
i thought i'd find meaning in the night sky but it's so damn cold and my phone's about to die not sure if there's much beyond you and i so let's just grow old and never ask whyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
