take a bow.

you spend a lot of time

convincing people that you're happy inside

but i see through

yeah i see through the lies

youre wearing your disguise

and everyone's just doing what you do

PICTURE PERFECT FACES

convincingly done

they're out to catch a

yellow bellied

red blooded

lady with a shotgun

point it at your followers

and run.

well you got it all

wrong.

take a bow.

they're watching you

why and how?

i'll never know

you... (can't have it)

ooooh... (can't have it)

strike a pose

and make it pretty

slide the note under the door

just sit back

enjoy the view

he'll drag you to the ground

when nobody's around

and take a sign to turn you black and blue

PICTURE PERFECT FACES

convincingly done

they're out to catch a

yellow bellied

red blooded

lady with a shotgun

point it at your followers

and run.

well you got it all

wrong.

take a bow

they're watching you

why and how?

i'll never know

you... (can't have it)

ooooh... (can't have it)

red blooded

yellow bellied

lady with a

SHOT GUN

take a bow

they're watching you

why and how?

i'll never know

you... (can't have it)

ooooh... (can't have it)

take a bow

take a bow

take a bow

a bow.

The worst feeling isn't being lonely.

In fact, I don't mind being lonely. I'd prefer it. Being forgotten by someone you can't forget, though. That's down right painful.

you've found a million ways to let me down

so i'm not hurt when you're not around.

I’m having a hard time.

I’m a mess. I’m all torn up inside, tired of it all. I’ve been through too much, in so little time. I don’t know when, but one of these days, I’m going to explode. It’ll all come out. The bottled up feelings and unspoken words will be open and spoken. Right now, life ain’t so great. Sometimes, I just want to go away. Get away from this disaster, I call life, and just live an easier one. Drama free; no bullshit. I thought I could do this on my own, make it better and all that stuff… I’ve reached my limits. Hell, I’ve passed my limits. I feel vulnerable. Go ahead and attack me, it won’t do any harm, though. Nah, there’s nothing you can say or do to break me. What I’ve already been through, has made me stronger. Yeah, I’m tired, but that doesn’t mean anything. I’m not giving up on shit, if that’s what you’re thinking. I’ve reached passed my limits, but that’s only the beginning. I will go evern further, if I have to. And I said I felt vulnerable, not that I was vulnerable. Like I said before, attack me. Trust me, you have no idea what you’re up against.

it’s like you have the perfect shit to say,

it fucks up my whole day i thought these feelings went away i hate getting messages from you, i hate the shit you do. but i still text you back saying i miss you too.

i'm starting to feel like i can't carry on the way i am.

i've tried really hard to get through everything and overcome whats happening, but i realize tonight that i can't. i just can't carry on with a life like this. i don't know how to change it, i've tried so hard but everytime it changes, it get worse. it feels like if i'm happy, my happiness is immediately removed, im scared to be happy. im scared of who makes me happy as well, because someone who makes me happy can easily make me just as unhappy.

my self esteem is lower than it has ever been, and its low already. i just sit and wish that i was someone else sometimes, thats unobtainable. if i could, i would change everything about me. people can be nasty about me but what they dont realize is that i already know what they're saying is true. i dont need to be told. i know i have huge cheeks, i know my hair is flat, i know that i'm fat, i know that i don't dress impeccably, i know that im not beautiful, i know i talk too much, i know i say incredibly dumb things, i know i contradict most of the things i say, i know i'm hard to love, i know i push people away, i know i talk about myself excessively, i know i can come accross as harsh when im just being truthful, i know im a pretty awful person. i dont need to be told. i know it all. people dont realise i hide behind a lot of myself and really want someone to see through it all.

i thought i had gotten past everything but clearly i really haven't, but no one can ever be here to say stop. and thats what i need, so much. i need something to show me i'm worth something before i start believing it. i feel so unloved and unappreciated. i spent so much time loving and appreciating, but i've exhausted it all.

i have no faith anymore. i dont know what to do. im scared.

I’m always fucking things up big time.

I don’t wanna be remembered for my mistakes. I’d rather be forgotten. I need to get a grip, but I just can’t seem to. My head is ringing.

selfish, but true.

we like people not so much for how we feel about them, but for how they make us feel

Everyone’s been asking me why

I bounced back so quickly after him, & that’s because I had to show everyone that he didn’t break me. He doesn’t deserve to give himself that much fucking credit.

And that was it.

All this buildup to a great leap, and I didn't fall or fly. Instead I found myself back on the edge of the cliff, blinking, wondering if I'd ever jumped at all. It's not supposed to be like this.

You see that girl staring into space?

If you were to ask what’s wrong, she would say nothing, when in reality it’s everything. She’s sitting there wondering what she did wrong, what she could have done differently, how she would have changed it if she had the chance. And if she had the chance to go back and do it over again, would it end with the same result? That’s why she stares.

why are you in my life?

all you do is make me feel on edge and unhappy.

I don't know

where the artificial stops and the real begins.

I feel so bad when I push people away, but I can’t help it.

I’ve made so many amazing friends and I know that we can become closer than just acquaintances, but my trust issues keep holding me back from that. I feel like a horrible friend for not constantly checking up on them like I should. I know I can be a great friend at times because people have told me that something about me made them want to open up to me. They told me that I help them through so much and trust me, I’m so happy that I do. It’s just that with my past and everything I went through, it’s difficult for me to get too close to anyone. I’m sorry for being a bad friend. They know I care, I just can’t show it often for reasons that I can’t even understand myself. It’s hard for me to open up the way they can open up to me and I feel like I’m not giving them the 50-50 friendship that they deserve when I’m so protective of myself.