Fuck conventional And fuck your white picket fence What makes you think someone so remarkable as yourself is meant for such ordinary dreams? You focus so hard on what you think will bring you happiness I fear you will neglect to see the possibilities for happiness already at your feet
There is more than one path to being a Good Human Being™
My heart needed a voice
As much as I long to hear it it eases my mind to realize the reason you can’t say you love me is because you do
You think her kiss is magic One day you’ll learn it’s poison
No matter how hard I try Or the amount of willpower I manage to summon You will always be my weakness
It’s just nice to know once in a while you’re weak for me, too
I don't know that I've ever heard a more apt turn of phrase than "consumed by depression"
It swallows me whole without remorse and I wonder if this is the time I am truly consumed