Wrizzit
For everything, down to the scribbles.
For everything, down to the scribbles.
tell me what you’re fulfilling when you are so willing to spend your money on time you’ve lost in years, no rewind the dress you wore once sits in your closet, classroom dunce the bag to show your friends season after season, when will it end the makeup to cover who you are under there’s a real one inside who you’re trying to hide what everyone knows is only for show unlike the rest few learned you best loose hair, no heels not much tops how that feels being the you you’re meant a full time event the freedom you seek is you being strong, not you being weak