My mind is a giant nest where my feelings are born.
Right now, sadness is multiplying quickly.
Drawing a picture on my wrist, with a blade, as if my mind isn't Dark Enough.
My mind is messed up.
How does someone so perfect, learn to hate her own guts?
Because if I bleed, maybe it will wash the slate clean.
A home is no place to hide.
I like anime.
I will role play with you any time.
I won't show you my pain.
You'll never see me cry.
You won't like me, if you're not weird.
You won't like me, if you're afraid of change.
You won't like me, if you can't hide from everything like me.
You won't like me, if you hate the color blue, gre