im so so so so nice til u fuck w me then im still nice except im hurt inside and once upon a time you asked me for my skype before you ever call me we’ll both probably die
i try to be really open about my flaws like see im stabbing myself so you dont have to try i am just an arcade game being played by life the score is my anxiety level and it’s high
look at me and then roll your eyes cos if you dont i’ll just imagine that you did inside close your eyes and count to 10 so i can run and hide and i’ll get comfortable and pray i dont come out alive
i dont know the appropriate way to respond and i would rather you just lie and i would rather i just die than have you look away for any measure of time please dont be silent cos i’ll fill in all the blanks with sighs
i’ll make you cry like when aeris died so i can come over and make it right late at night let me come closer let me fantasize a little bit and let me know when you’re repaired and fine
let me know when youre impaired and you find yourself in need of some assistance self-destructing right you know i’m so so down for that anytime you know i’m so so down im so fucked up like