He always feels otherworldly, like a place I've never been.
If you made no effort to talk to me, then you don't have any right to miss me.
Show me the vulnerable way your sky cries, and then let it rain down on my soul.
Fυck everyone that isn't 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
I'm a dirty little pervert, but I do it in a classy, graceful, and whimsical way.
I dislike the way my heart breaks over someone that no longer cares about my existence.
I hate letting him down and being a disappointment, but I'm proud of the grace I'm showing behind genuine smiles.
I just want to wrap my whole heart around you.
A star will shine regardless of you being jealous and suffocating with nothingness.
