God did not put me here on this Earth to shine, He put me here to show you how it's done. To hell with popularity - divinity - identity. I choose to be me and I make the rules. Stay punk, beauties.
as much as i like fucking you, just once i don’t want to feel like trash. i want to be held and talked to and loved, and i want you to lace your fingers through my hair, look me in the eyes, and smile. i want to be what you want and need, and i want to wake up to you and kiss you good morning and goodbye, and when you come home. i just don’t want to be your stepping stone - i want to be the other side of the creek.