My life

But something happens when you betray someone who will give you anything. It sours their generosity.

I think it's time to start thinking about morality of stuff we do.

Are you, are you/Coming to the tree/They strung up a man/They say who murdered three/Strange things did happen here/No stranger would it be/If we met at midnight/In the hanging tree

Glitter in the sky, glitter in my eyes shining just the way you like....

The messed up part is that I am absolutely ohkay with sleeping right now and not waking up ever again.

I know your generation relied on flowers and father's permission, but it's 2019, and unless you're Amish, nudes are the currency of love. So stop shaming us. Shame the dudes who create password-protected online directories of naked underage girls.