What's happening? I'm so shallow, because I honestly don't care anymore. In reality, I don't care anymore. I used to think something had to change. But it doesn't. Becuase this is how it's going to be. These are the doors we opened and the doors we will close behind us. When you cry, I"ll save your tears in a glass jar. I"ll kiss your scars, and amend your broken heart. I"ll play with your hair, and tell you that your beautiful.

You reek of suicide miss. And I do not know what to do.

Kiss | Me