i don’t know why i thought you’d understand
maybe it’s so addicting that i’ve gone blind
but forget it, it’s whatever
they underestimate how much pain you have to be in to continue
they underestimate how hard it is to stop
and you tell me you care and you’ll always be there
blah blah blah, filling my head with lies
does anyone else ever notice that it rains every time you cry?
are you even fucking listening to me?
it’s no biggie
nobody else does
there might be scars on my heart and lines on my wrist but that does not mean i will accept your bullshitted niceness