Bring your love baby I can bring my shame
Bring the drugs baby I can bring my pain
I got my heart right here, I got my scars right here
Bring the cups baby I can bring the drink
Bring your body baby I can bring you fame
That’s my motherf*cking word too
Just let me motherf*cking love you
Listen ma, I’ll give you all I got
Give me all for this, I need confidence in myself
Listen ma, I’ll give you all of me
Give me all of it, I need all of it to myself
Oh, oh, oh Woah So tell me you love me Only for tonight
Only for tonight Even though you don’t love me
im a moddy, impulsive girl, and i hate myself for that.
i was 15. don’t worry, i never saw it even though i sort of wanted to.
i have to go there almost every day. it smells. things are so overpriced. tourists like to look up at the obnoxious lights while i push them out of the way so im not late for class. it’s a waste of money, resources, and time.
i would rather live in Manhattan….but some parts of brooklyn i like so i will just deal with it. it’s worth the lower rent.
also, i will either get a cat or a small dog. not a puppy. a dog. im not dealing with potty training. im not dealing with that until i have babies. im not going to get married, and im going to have 3 babies once im stable.
lots of these things probably won’t happen…but as of right now this is where is see my life going.
for now im chillin in the west village, the best part of the city. im one lucky girl.
i cried when i got into parsons. i have to share that memory with someone who im not even friends with anymore….ugh. at least im here.
random thoughts. goodnight.