go on and hold her ‘til the screamin is gone go on believe her, when she...– the only one
i want to believe everything will turn out ok. but this isn’t a movie. i’m boring and average and broken for no apparent reason. nobody is going to find something special in me, a reason to get past my walls, a reason to want to get to know me. nobody is ever going to listen to me and hold me when i cry and make be believe that i’m wanted. i want to believe that it could happen-...
i feel like i’m screaming at the top of my lungs, but nobody even notices