The worst part is I was your cure, and you were a disease and it’s killing me.
When was the last time anyone ever told you how important you are?
Everyone has those days where they all feel a little worthless and empty.
She was beautiful
Not like in a magazines
But in the way
she danced in the rain
And her sadness becomes happiness
For the way she faked it all
She was truly beautiful
Its sad when your best friend becomes another stranger.