The one that lets out pathetic, pitiful cries.
Would you still love me?
That’s not what I meant.
She wants to die. (Triggering)
You gave up when you failed to fly.
Mother, please, open your eyes.
A poem and an update on stuff.
A poem for Ash.
If you ever feel like doing something bad to yourself, read these lyrics.
Stop the pain, stop my breathing.
ok.so, like...i thought i was all bad-a with math...no...just.no.i suck.and i give up with my academic career.cant even spell.whatever.