I fucked up this time.
"See I'm trying to find my place, but it might not be here where I feel safe. We all learn to make mistakes, and run from them. With no direction. Now I'm told that this is life, and pain is just a simple comprimise, so we can get what we want out of it. Would someone care to classify our broken heart and twisted minds? So I can find someone to rely on. And run to them. Full speed ahead."
Misguided Ghosts, Paramore.
