Valentine's Day is coming up and I hate it equally much each year. I know that hate doesn't help but it's hard not to be bitter and angry sometimes. Love is for everyone else but me. Why is that? What the fuck did I do?
"The reason I hold on.
'Cause I need this hole gone.
Funny you're the broken one, but I'm the only one who needed saving.
'Cause when you never see the light it's hard to know which one of us is caving."
All the music, the great magnificent music.
The sad part is that I don't have anyone to say "stay" to, no one to beg.
Please stay, please fuck off.
It's just the same.
I don't care.
Well, don't worry. I'm gonna stay. Right here. Listen to music and cry a little bit.
Swing from the chandelier (that don't exist) and hold on to dear life.