Julia | 16 | just as sane as you are"
You got that medicine I need: fame, liquor, love. Give it to me slowly. Put your hands on my waist, do it softly. Me and God, we don't get along so now I sing. You got that medicine I need. Come, shoot it up, straight to the heart please. I don't really wanna know what's good for me. God's dead, I said: baby, that's alright with me."
they think i am a book worm
they think i am a smart girl
because i read lots of books
i must be innocent
they dont know
ALL THE SMUT
You didn’t love her.
You just didn’t want to be alone.
Or maybe, she was just good for your ego.
Or, or maybe she just made you feel better about your miserable life.
But you didn’t love her,
because you don’t destroy people you love.
This is how it feels to have an eating disorder.
or when you self-harm