Love is just a history that they may prove

I'm gonna dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands above my head
Hands together, forgive him before he's dead, because

I won't cry for you
I won't crucify the things you do
I won't cry for you

Picasso<3

We could have been happy, I know that, and it is perhaps the hardest thing to know

I'm not upset, I wanna be dead

No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness

I feel so mentally drained

"Remember when you were a kid and a year felt like a really long time?"

"It's not that bad" then starts ugly panicking

I'd love to aggressively cut their nick with my bare hands<3