"Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now. I could use a dream or a genie, or a dream or a wish, to go back to a place much simpler than this. 'Cos after all the partying and smashing and crashing, and all the glitz and the glam and the fashion. And all the pandemonium and all the madness, there comes a time where you fade to the blackness."
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.