I hate the way I look, I wish I was skinny, pretty and just not myself.
I hate the way I look, I wish I was skinny, pretty and just not myself.
Gave our hearts and sold our souls, convinced each other we’d last forever.
I’m killing time while time slowly kill us. We’ll always wish we didn’t waste away, away the days.
tumblr is my escape.
saturday night in a parking lot, 11:11 and i don’t wish anything.