Just because she doesn’t want everybody to know who her boyfriend is doesn’t mean I can’t tell people that she has one who gave her gross cutties
My boyfriend is better he is from Mexico and I am his buddy he is mine he kissed my hand were bonded for life
Whatever she said and took his hand
She took my boyfriend
She took my boyfriend
That blond ***** took my boyfriend
-the only victim of my affection at s young age

More medicine less medicine no medicine at all
How do you feel
I don’t know
I’m crazy that’s all
To many sleepless nights
Racing thought that won’t stop
I feel sad then I stay up all night
The insanity controlls me
It’s because of ADD
It’s because of Depression
It’s because of Anxiety
Maybe Bipolar
I’m lost in my madness
It’s insanity

I wish my eating disorder would go away
I wish my moods could be normal
I wish that I could not take ADD meds
I wish that I could kiss her instead of her boyfriend who I’d a ****
I wish but my wishes never come true

Her eyes are chocolate brown
Her skin is porcelain white like snow
Her voice is smooth and silky
Her imperfections are perfect to me
Her personality is sweet like honey
But she doesn’t love me
She doesn’t even know me
It’s an unrequited love

Our best talks are at midnight eating chocolate pretzels
The moonlight brings us together
That darkness brings insomnia inside of our bodies
The moonlight keeps us up
We’re like werewolves our talking like howls
We understand each other
We can say whatever we want In the dark
We’re moonlight girls

she is perfect to me even though she thinks she’s fat she’s not
She’s beautiful to me
To me she is made of stardust and fire
To me her so called flaws are nonexistent
To me she is a warrior
To me she is a Queen of strength and beauty

P: I love panic at the disco
Me : Me to btw I’m bisexual
P:Oh that’s ok
Me: Ok well Brendan Urie is mine
P: Yes Queen bi people rock be you
- support system

I can’t be crazy or moody
Not unstable
Not an emotional rollercoaster
I have to be normal
have to be happy all the time
The manic girl they see needs to be me everyday
The ******* fire
Full of ideas and insomnia
The girl who talks fast
The girl who is pretty and skinny
Made of dreams and fantasy
-stigma hurts

Lesibean *** is gross it’s full of lust not love
But straight *** is love is they say
Like love is only for for straight people
- homophobia

I love black and I love pink
I’m bisexual and I love both genders
I’m either euphoric or depressed
I’m either impulsive or indecisive
I’m either to nice of to snippy
I talk way to fast or slow
My emotions come in extreams

1  Hot topic merch
2 baths and poetry audiobooks
3 adult coloring books
4 tea and books
5 Liberal therapists

My heart is fragile like glass
Even though I pretend it’s made of steel
Even though I pretend that it’s not breaking
My heart is fragile like glass

Your not an adult but your not a kid
I think I’d make a nice ailen

If you call me a ****** I’ll find you and burn all your books and just so you know they’ll be your most prized possession and you will cry since your name is Mr. Harry Potter collectors edition and I won’t be sorry

I was 9 lying on my bed
Pretending to be dead
I thought my body would make a beautiful corpse
I was better of dead than alive although I didn’t know why
I simply hated life
My parents love me
I don’t get bullied
I’m actually friends with the popular girls
I’m not sad but I’ m not happy either
I just like death
-the start of depression

My room is like my brain
Messy and ****** up

I don’t understand physical affection it’s uncomfortable and to be candid unnecessary
I can’t understand sarcasm sometimes or jokes but I laugh anyway
I’m not good at talking to people to much anxiety
I hate bright lights and large crowds of people
My senses are on overload
I despise schedule changes and the phrase go with the flow what *******
My intelligence is above average except I’m not good at math
I’m weird

1 staring at girls of different races who are hot abt getting weird looks it’s not because you Asian it’s because you’re hot
2 liking straight girls
3 liking your straight best friend
4 Coming to terms that Brendan Urie is married

Melanie Martinez says that she can cry if she wants to so I won’t feel guilty crying
I won’t give a ****
I won’t let your words that say I’m an attention seeker and I need to stop crying in self pity get me down
I’ll cry and I won’t ******* care

Aunt: I can’t do yoga I can never relax to much thoughts
Me: well I can barely sit down for 10 minutes
Mom: she’s not manic not bipolar she has “really bad ADD”
Me: ok mom whatever you say

I didn’t eat and ran around in circles for hours
I was bullied for being skinny
For having an eating disorder
How does she keep warm in the winter
It’s gross how’s she is all skin and bones
She’s ugly
Skinny shaming exists

I most definitely need restore me collectors edition not a straight people’s book thank you

Oh no it’s happening you like boys and girls
God needs to heal you
God created woman to like men and men to like woman
How dare you be half gay that’s insane
You must be the normal straight kid
The mentally stable kid
The smart kid
A good catholic kid
A girly girl unlike your transgender sister
You must be perfect
But I’m not a doll
A toy to play with
I’m a perso to
And during pride mounth I’ll rise my flag

Your such a pervert stop following me
You smell disgusting
I think you never shower
I don’t even find you to be attractive
your weird and I find your obsession with girls to be alarming
Your nothing ******
Your a stalker and a creep not a lady man

I was 11 and underweight
My self esteem low and sensitivity high
He was a grade lower than me but the sane age he was held back
He touched my **** and I winced
Is this ****** assault it only happened one day
One time
Am I supposed to call this ****** harassment
Am I being overdramatic
Or are girls with depression an easy target

I don’t need drugs all I need is mania  it’s the same thing because I’m crazy
They call my mania a sugar rush
An adrenaline rush
They call my talking speed normal
My truth lies
The mood swings fake
My sleepless nights insomnia
It’s called being a teenager
It’s my period
I’m a girl
They exchange mania as hyperactive
They pass lies as truth
It’s mania

How did I make your verbal abuse seem ok