i yearn for something deep, so i ruin things that are good. mistaking what’s exciting for what is dangerous. never knowing the difference between kissing me with your hands around my throat: wanting to be fully laid out but it’s never actually the real me
u don’t know how hard it is to not have a high ego when i walk outside people tell me i look like a movie star, and that i could pull off any look or hairstyle because my face is so unique