medicine

pick it up, pick it all up
and start again
you've got a second chance
you could go home
escape it all
it's just irrelevant
it's just medicine

♥

It all comes down 

to the last person 

you think of at night. 

That's where your heart is.

I compare myself to every other girl I see. I lose every time.

I get lost in this world, I get lost in your eyes and when the lights go down am I the only one?

we all have our horrors and demons to fight - but how can I win when I'm paralyzed?

go, motherfucker

your thoughts kill you, don't they?