EryBear

It all hurts. It fucking hurts.

I wish I could forget the way his face makes me feel, how his smile makes my heart sing out for him. I wish I could ignore that message, because he's not there for me, but I can't, because I would do anything to be there for him. I want him to want me. But more than that, more than anything, I want him to tell me we're impossible, so that I can fucking move on.

I just want to be the one that makes you rethink the things you've denied for so long. I want to be your existential crisis, your reason for being yet the reason you're afraid of living. I want to cause you distress, apprehension, joy and excitement. Just give in.

Those 5 minutes of ads between your show = actually Satan in your tv screen.

Christmas trap music. *drops mic*

If all you wanted was love, why'd you cut me down, build a boat, and sail away?

I just broke up with a boy who was in love with me and I can't breathe.

It's so hard to be happy when all you want to do is drink tea, read old books, and sleep until tomorrow is yesterday.

The crown weighs heavy as I sit back on my throne.

I just want to be happy again.