When I love you, it's so untrue

So this weekend might kill me

In more ways than one.

Don't look up just let them think

There's no place else you'd rather be.

Let's make it last forever

"Please don't give our paradise away"

Hmm.

Why is it always you and never me?

So I can't help but wonder what would become of me when things start to change.

We are turning into dust

It's the last chance to feel again.

I've come to a point where I don't even have to explain why I feel anything anymore, simply because there isn't a need. 

Running back through the fire

When there's nothing left to save

But in the end it's still so lonely

It is 2 fucking thirty and I am fucking still at the fucking computer for the third night in a row fucking rushing work that isn't even entirely mine. I'm this this this close to crying my balls out but I am reminded that nothing absolutely nothing would change anyway. I am in so much pain. Fuck.

No tomorrow

For you I bleed myself dry

The Day We Found A Holiday Away From School In School

The Big Night Out

(Thank you Chew for making me wait so long for horrible photos and then saying that my forehead is legendary. Attached is a photo of what my hair actually looks like)

The Day We Were Ugly.. and Saved.

Longest Friday Ever

The Day He Saved Me

Meltdown. Quite clearly last week was one of the most exhausting ones yet. With everything from pressing deadlines to social commitments to a much needed haircut, I was stretched in more ways than one. Money is tighter than ever before and that really doesn't help. Neither is my prick of a parent but what the fuck. School does nothing but give me an excuse not to show I care even though I fucking bet that we all can see the damage. And while I know it is, I take a strange comfort in that. Unexplainable. I barely understand it. Ah life. Somehow I feel less alone and yet more and more than ever before. In other words, I feel exactly the same.

I know you didn't

Bring me out here to drown,

So why am I ten feet under 

And upside down?