Imagine being someone’s favourite person, not the last choice; their favourite person.
The one they can’t wait to see or talk to, and the one they truly miss when their gone.
Yeah, imagine; I wish I could be someone’s favourite person.
This is not about dying,
I just want to
For a while.
Im such a disgrace …
Don’t let me
Let you get
To hurt me
I feel like theres something between you too . You have so much more in common than you & I . Sometimes I wonder if you are gonna leave me to be with her …
But luxury has never appealed to me, I like simple things, books, being alone, or with somebody who understands.