Come away with me, in the night,.

I want to dance.


I feel so empty. And so cold.
I want a purpose. I need a purpose.

I hate Saturdays.

Oh I know that I left you, in places of despair.

God, this is all so stupid.
I can't do this anymore.
I can't flip out anymore.
I need something. I need so many things.

I want you.
you...

I feel sick.
I ate too much candy.

I need someone who doesn't smoke weed. Or do any drugs.
I need truth, now. I need honesty.

I'll never find this. I'll never get this.
I'm sick of myself.

I might go for a walk.
it's dark and cold.
And I need my best friend...

She doesn't want to be here for me..