Everything swirling around me in ribbons of colored light, making rainbows in the air

I'm dizzy

I'm really actually pretty stupid when I think about it, but they tell me I'm so smart

Don't trust anyone

We can't trust the thoughts or feelings we hold because they are made of air and wishes

It feels good

To give myself to the feeling of longing and perceived need and lust

But
I
Get
Hurt
A
Lot