she was free.

goosebumps. everytime.

Now I'm trying to be assertive,

I'm making plans. Wanna rise to the occasion, yeah, meet all their demands. But all I do is just lay in bed, and hide under the covers. And it's too hard to focus through all this doubt, I keep making these 'to-do lists', but nothing gets crossed out.

/-bright eyes.

*this song should be retitled "story of Keighty Angelica Palmers life".*