I'll wear red lipstick 'till I die

unsettled. always in a flutter. love loving. love hating. Aaannddd the stream of consciousness. °They° didn’t intend for me to plunge into murky stuff. if only it were possible, I would settle in another body to experience life with a brain other than mine. sometimes I would tear myself apart. I’m not a suicidal maniac. just the unfulfilled everything. boring provocative. those who understand me are tender-hearted dirty rats. I’m not here for you.