Fuck priorities. The things you thought were important, won't be so important after a while. The people you thought will always be there, you will never see again. The things you look forward to, might not come around after all. Everything you long for, everything you wish for, it will never come. Not everything is as it seems. People are fucked. Friendships and relationships don't last forever. Perfect is impossible. People don't find what you find important, important. My opinion? They can just go suck my dick.
The Anthropology of Ariana.
I'm not who you think I am because to be honest, you don't know who I am. How should you? I laugh when i'm not meant to, I cry when things get happy. I never know what to wear. I want it to be hot when it's cold, and cold when it's hot. I like being alone, yet when I am, I wish I wasn't. I realised not everything is worth dying for. Nothings what it seems and who you thought were, aren't. All I need is you, that's all I really know.