MY LIFE'S AN OPEN MAGAZINE:

and you're all helplessly, shamelessly subscribed.

watch me like a tv set. whisper under your breath. i draw lines to cross, and wear clothes to take off. fiction in my bed, fantasies in my head. i live an eternal dream, everything is coated in imagination, fantasy, love. tight skin wrapped around sharp bones. topped with curiosity and angst. i'm flashy, i'm deep. my heart is the centerfold. six page spread, amazing and dead. snow white skin, i'll make it "in".

some advice:

stop dreaming, never just accept yourself.

create yourself, become who you want to be. don't be scared to change. the truth is i couldn't fit in if i tried. so instead of hiding, i decided to own it. i'm not made for cliques or scenes. for me mediocrity was, and is never an option. i'm no billboard, no stereotype. i'm barely even human.