Voices of the Voiseless
19, Sagittarius. I am who I am. I’m weird, i'm gullible, I’m lame, I run into things, I spill food, I trip, I scream about random and stupid stuff. I obviously don’t have it all together, but I like it that way.
I wish you’d never pressed your lips against mine. You kissed me and you left and that was it. You killed me.