You’re really good at not letting people love you.
I don’t think parents realize that without music a lot of their own children would not be alive.
I want to bash his skull in with a rock and strangle him until he cant breathe anymore but at the same time i want to hold him and make sure he is safe i really fucking hate him but at the same time im madly in love with him
“All that I know is that I felt really sorry for her. I got away when I was eighteen and I never went back, and she’d have done the same. But she never made it to eighteen.“