To be the hot mysterious punk rock girl that sits alone in every class that guys are too scared to talk to but can’t stop looking at
the worst thing ever is when you can feel someone getting bored with you
have you ever just looked at someone and thought, my fucking god i adore you. i adore every goddamn ounce. i adore your bones and your soul. but I’m a loser, who just doesn’t wanna lose you. i can lose fucking everything, but not you. oh god. not you.
all the time
If you won’t sing “Living’ on a Prayer” or “Mr. Brightside” at the top of your lungs with me, I do not need you in my life.