what you are is what you breathe,
you gotta cry before you sing.
i have never felt this worthless, ugly, pathetic or empty in my whole entire life. through the good and the bad i stuck by you and you stuck by me. gave you a home when times were tough and was the first one by your side whenever i wasn’t sure you were okay. i hate that it’s come to this and i hate that i’m not what you want anymore. it just hurts.