I Picked out Your Star

How it goes
well let's go back to the middle of the day that starts it all...
Sweetness
“I like you, you’re cute.”
Trembling
***ing genius.
Good morning sunshine!
please, kill that kid.
I'm a fake
I just want to be liked.
Numb
ever tried not to think?
Could be a good excuse
not o-***ing-kay.
Hate and weakness
why can’t he just scream at me?
Feeling this
“that’s what friends are for”
Broken man
just a picture.