pop-of-color

cause its my problem if i wanna pack up and run away
its my business if i feel the need to smoke and drink and sway
its my problem, its my problem if i feel the need to hide
and its my problem if i have no friends and feel i want to die
—  Marina And The Diamonds

me: *gives an answer*

teacher: class, do you agree or disagree?

you: well I disagree beca-

me:

I edit the look of my blog whenever you edit my feelings.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.