Sometimes I think I was born backwards. You know, come out my mum the wrong way. I hear words go past me backwards. The people I should love, I hate. And the people I hate…Effy, Skins
Bitch, I’ll kill you and I’ll sell your organs like fresh meat.
Whore, I’ll kill you and I’ll use your brain like food for indigents.
Me. (via weareaafamily)
Now that should be lyrics for an angry sex song… hehehehe.
Fuck ItChris, Skins
I’m tortured by this dream I’ve manufactured
War torn from the inside out, but it makes me stronger