I'm Not Okay. I Promise.
I sleep with a gun, 'cause I'm a teenager.
Other times I feel like I should go, 'cause all my hair's abandoned all my body. I think I'd love to die alone. Now turn away. Run away. I Don't Love You, I will not kiss you. And you can cry all you want to, I don't care how much you'll invest yourself in me. I mean this.
Would you bury me?
By the way, so long and goodnight.
Vieraskirja
Ei vieraskirjaviestejä.
