sometimes i wonder if i disappeared people would notice it

i kind of think they won't

some things are simply worthless but you rather pretend they're not - that's called hope- so you can feel ok for a little bit, but when reality hits you, it hits hard and harder than you thought. it hurts

you're not mine, you'll never be. and i'm sorry for that, it's all i can be

i need you to find out the best part of me, 'cause i'm starting to think i don't have a good one anymore :/