23 years young. I love horror, depressing shit and being tacky. I would like, if I may, to take you on a strange journey...
Probably stab me in my back, but it’s still too soon to say
I need someone else, who every night remembers I exist
Who doesn’t say that he’s ready but then can’t ever commit
All I know is that you’re bad for me
And I’m like bad enough
Still when I’m alone in some hotel room
You’re the one I want
Anonymous said: Bring on 8pm Monday ;)
Having an hour long bath and don’t want to get out.