Is it too much to ask for things never to change?
Is it too much to ask for complete and utter loudness and for it to never be silent again?
Sometimes I just need to sit in suffering for a bit whilst things sort themselves out. I never wantedfor us to be awkward, but it's reached that stage. In my imagination, the most perfect situation was placed, but thats only in my mind. For now I must settle for reality.
And that never goes according to plan.
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.