The whole celebrity thing is not something I'm overly interested in. I don't pop up at parties. It's just not my thing.
So forgive me, love, if I cry in your shower. So forgive me, love, for the salt in your bed. So forgive me, love, if I cry all afternoon.
I was born in '74, so I missed out on all the great early '60s and early '70s.
How about not equating death with stopping?
As a teen, I was both anorexic and bulimic.
Oh these little rejections how they add up quickly, one small sideways look and I feel so ungood. Somewhere along the way I think I gave you the power to make me feel the way I thought only my father could.