rockin my canada bracelet.
Girls shouldnt be allowed to be pretty, if im not allowed to kiss their faces.
its just not fair.
when im laying in bed at night, im most most vulnerable.
like the darkness tears down my shields, and the silence forces me to hear my own thoughts.
i fucking hate it.
We both know what i want, and neither one of us know what the fuck you want.
and my bed wont let me forget that.
im trying to mediate what i should force myself to forget, and what i should allow myself to believe.
for some reason…… theres nothing i want to forget, and not a fucking thing i wanna believe.