Unfortunately, single.
Ah yeah, freshman, yeah.
Trust isn't my thing.
If you're a bird, I'm definitely a bird.
Ya' feel me? ^
I've been broken, tore, ripped, and put back together.
I'm insecure.
It's hard to control my anger.
I can't stand when someone laughs at me, when I'm not being funny.
I've lost too many people to not care, but I put it off as I don't anyways.
Even after all my flaws, I'm me.
You'll never change the way I am.
follow me, I follow back. :D
Need advice? ask me, I'm here to help.
