you mean too much to me and i am trying to kill that feeling with anything i can lay my hands on

sometimes i wonder if i even exist people dont seem to see me im like a moth wing a vapor a feeling alone

one of my favorite places is the girls bathroom the only private place i have in public the tile the mirrors and plastic stall doors

"wont live for anything but might die for nothing"

burning trees look like sacrilege to me

some days im just giving up

people are always just people
always fucking up
blaming themselves or everyone else
i cant fucking stand it
but i cant stand myself either

self destruction is self defense

Vanity

a candle scented heaven
bloodstained band aid
have you seen me
have you seen me

tiger's eye
rose perfume
i keep things to keep me clean

laid eyes on me
bit off scabs to leave craters
my skin used to be hard
dead dry
it stings a little

BE MINE

Heavenly Dayz

i see the same things everyday excitement will fill me one minute and exhaust me the next i dont want this i dont care i dont want anything i want everything i want to be drunk i want to be beautiful