“They sirens sang so sweet and watched the sailors goin’ down. Oh, oh, you talked to me in siren song, yeah, anyone would drown”

Babysitting and the little girl saw my scars. She keeps touching them. My mom told me she acts like me when I was her age.

Listening to BMTH's new album and Macklemore's Same Love while writing some stories and such.

I'm currently in a restroom stall at the party waiting to sober up. I drank and my cousin offered me to smoke. It doesn't help the fact that she is 13 and we smoked in my dads car. I also have school today and probably won't have time to change from these clothes I borrowed from Laura. Oh well, regrets and mistakes are memories made. I want ice cream. Someone should get me ice cream.