The Ugly Duckling.

Tell that bitch twinkle twinkle come meet a star.

i told everyone i was going to sleep. but im going to stay up and look up underground indie music

summer 2012. bitch

I could never admit that I want you, so I get mad when other people do. 

I really need to pull myself together and move on.

I remain calm while you scream in my face. You say the meanest things to me, and my voice is like an inaudible whisper compared to the monstrous blood curdling shouts you release.

My silent tears fall as I imagine a beautiful life without your existance. 

It is unreal how much I loathe you: with every fiber of my being.