A child stuck in a rotting body.
A life built on manipulation and ***. An addict of lust.
An attention-starved fool.

The ones that claim to love you give you the most misery.

Blessed be the day, and the month, and the year,
and the season, and the time, and the hour, and the moment,
and the beautiful country, and the place where I was joined
to the two beautiful eyes that have bound me:
and blessed be the first sweet suffering
that I felt in being conjoined with Love,
and the bow, and the shafts with which I was pierced,
and the wounds that run to the depths of my heart.

Blessed be all those verses I scattered
calling out the name of my lady,
and the sighs, and the tears, and the passion:
and blessed be all the sheets
where I acquire fame, and my thoughts,
that are only of her, that no one else has part of

-Petrarch

You should be kissed and often
And by someone who knows how

**** it all, I'm going to be happy.

I could be dead in a second
Everythings.... So.... Fragile....
Don't you realize that?