never was a cornflake girl, thought it was a good solution, hangin with the raisin girls
Nothing seems to fit right anymore. At least with my mind, anyway.
I'm tired of fighting. I'm tired of trying to beat something that I can't see, or touch, or name. It's irritating having to live with something that I can't explain. That goes on in my body. That causes me to hurt, and I can't even really put up a good fight for it.
This sucks.
I'm tired of fighting. I'm tired of trying to beat something that I can't see, or touch, or name. It's irritating having to live with something that I can't explain. That goes on in my body. That causes me to hurt, and I can't even really put up a good fight for it.
This sucks.