Kids are literally a treasure

who's worse the one who kills bad people or the one who protects them

some things are better left unsaid

I hope things go right

My kind of movies

I contend that your drinking eye has never opened
I insist somebody will die
And I hate hoping
Wishing that the pills let you cry
And I hate coping
Someday I will go back outside
And see her okay

Numb, feel burning with haste
And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste
I feel numb, I've been burning with haste
And I'm realizing now what a terrible waste
I feel numb, I've been burning with haste
And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste
I feel numb, I've been burning with haste
And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste
I feel numb

What a waste
What a waste
What a waste

I won't stay more anymore, oh I don't even think about it

Oh you know I don't
Oh you know I don't
Oh you know I don't
Oh you know I don't

I hate hoping, Oh-oh-oh
I hate hoping, Oh-oh-oh
I hate hoping, Oh-oh-oh
I hate hoping, Oh-oh-oh

It's just too relatable

You know where things went wrong?
As a kid your father is treating you like shit but everyone tells you "no it's fine he loves you"
Now you can't differentiate between who loves you and who doesn't