Good Girls Just Want To Sit And Grind On Someone’s Lap While Being Praised

Si me aburro pierdo el interés, el problema es que todo me aburre, nada me interesa lo suficiente. A veces quisiera que alguien pudiera robar mi alma y llenarla de cosas que no existen.

El terror de sentir me perseguirá siempre

People are so complicated and I don’t understand what’s so different about me that makes relationships so hard I always try to do the right thing but always I’m too unstable too strange too much for most I like to pretend that I am well enough to be left completely alone and that I need no one, even though this is not true I still feel that I would somehow be better off unknown and unloved and moved through life as John Doe, for then I might find peace. For now, I just beg for this to be over.

Glencoe, Scotland

“use your words” “you look so pretty when you’re desperate for me” “you make such pretty noises” “you’re being so good for me” “stay still and let me use you”