emmallarsson

I can't tell you what it really is. I can only tell you what it feels like.
I can't breathe, but I still fight, while I can fight.
As long as the wrong feels right.
Wait, where you going? i'm leaving you, no you ain't, come back.
We're running right back, here we go again, it's so insane.
Now I know we said things, did things, that we didn't mean and we fall back..