Well, sometimes I feel like I don't wanna be where I am Gettin' drunk at a club with my fair-weather friends Push away all the people who know me the best But it's me who's been making the bed I'm so tired of bein' the girl that I am Every good thing has turned into something I dread And I'm playin' the victim so well in my head But it's me who's been making the bed
This is me trying, Taylor Swift
And it's hard to be at a party when I feel like an open wound It's hard to be anywhere these days when all I want is you You're a flashback in a film reel on the one screen in my town And I just wanted you to know That This is me trying
Margaret, Lana del Rey
'Cause when you know, you know When you know, you know
Concept!
"Hes never going to change. Never. I told you, you never believed me." JJ stated, staring at the broken girl Madalyn who stood in front of him, quivering.
"I had some faith in him! I loved him, I needed him back. You did the same with your father, and I stuck by you." She quickly argued back, feeling a tear brim her dark eyes.
"Don't talk about him."
"I need to if it's going to defend myself. I stuck by you the whole time. You wanted to stay, I'd support you. You get hurt, and you go back."
"Don't you see a reoccurring theme here?" She questioned, leaning her head to the side. "I do." He let out.
"So why don't you support my decisions?" She asked before she watched JJ shake his head. "Cause I don't want you to get hurt. I'm not supporting it if I know you're going to get hurt every single fucking time. You're wasting your time!"
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A/N: we won 2nd place, i'm so proud of my group, and myself because we pushed through. anyways, here is thisss
