"You say that I am flawless, true perfection So give me all your drugs, props, money, and connections Pick me up after school, actin’ kinda shady You’re the coolest kid in town, I’m your little lady Your sick and I’m kissin’ him, magical musician, how I’m Drivin’ at the cinema, lovin’ him and lickin’ him He’s my love, the life saver Don’t step on my bad behavior"
It’s hard to love someone who is afraid of being loved.
Natural hair or not it’s never been cute/okay getting caught in the rain.
Arizona you fucking up!
I want a apple…. but that would require me to put clothes on…
I miss having my own place!
Can’t wait to start school Tuesday. Finally this feeling of “not doing shit” can stop, and the feeling of “I’m too busy for life” can start. The more on my plate the better I feel.