I’d love to scratch my nails down your back, since you set sail. You think you can get away with being a womanizer?

I don’t know if it’s the beer or n… but my brains stopped functioning and my mind is wrought. From the day, the rush of life, stupid people.

Time to turn over a new leaf, get a new hair cut. Lose that extra 30 pounds. Stop being scared, and just do it. Lose the Peter Parker glasses,

I should’ve known better, than to use you like a drug. I was a backseat w***e, some sort of escape from the realities at home.

I look in the mirror and all I see is tired eyes and plump thighs Make up covers tears

Bite me, kiss me. Hold me close tell me you need me, that I’m beautiful. And I won’t go.