I have trust issues. Things i’ve seen that i can’t ever let go off. I just want freedom.

Fucking imperfect.

How do you ever live without being perfect.


I looked in the mirror, i didnt like what i saw. I wanted to kill myself so badly.

Cause it hurts, you just don’t wanna be a part of this world at all.

I just wanna take it nice and slow. 

So last night i spoke to you. I dont know if you could tell my insincerity out. I was so insecure as usual. You don’t really know what’s been through my head. I won’t tell you either. If i could just have your life for one day, i’d kill for it. It really baffles me.