What I sometimes mistake for ecstasy is simply the absence of grief.
You get mixed messages because I have mixed feelings.
I'm here, got no choice. But you, you should be telling people.
If you died it would be like my bones had been removed. No one would know why, but I would collapse.
There's not a drug on earth can make life meaningful
No boy is worth crying over, and the one who is won't make you cry.