my words are mistakes & my thoughts are unclean.
brecca noelle lambert; remember the name, im going to be
bigger then anyone in this town, better yet..bigger then
this whole fucking state. i'm sick of being a play toy.
tired of trying to make everyone happy. finished with holding it all in. you're nothing special, just another number on myspace.
don't judge me from the whispers in the playground.
don't bother giving me your shit. all that comes out of your mouth is lies. and to think,
i thought you ever had feelings for me. 'im not like every stereotypical "scene" kid.'
thats what everyone is saying these days. so what does it
matter what i say? well lets just pay attention anyways and
pretend you even give a damn about me. i listen to what i
please. i do what i want, with whoever i want.i dont give
a fucking rats ass what you think of me. its to late, you can't fix me.
you've already tried.
just save your breath. i'm single but i don't want to flirt with you.
go choke. i'm already into someone. kay? thanks.
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COMMENT ME.
Brecca, you make me sweat.
Heroes:
"It's all suicide if I hide. Because you are everywhere I look and in my skin. I taste your neck and lips just from breathing in. Let's call it off kid."
