Bayside. I love you.
My mouth’s shooting blanks.
This situation’s unbearable, I’ve gotten vulnerable.
Now anyone is free to waltz right in.
My temple’s been invaded and there’s nobody guarding it.
All over this lonely life,
but what’s so wrong with being all alone?
Alone’s the only way I’ve ever known.
Anyways.. I am starting by making my boyfriend happy. I will start cutting myself again so I can be at peace and we can get through everything…. I don’t know. I don’t care.
