Smile now, wont you?

it isn't that bad.

It's just nail polish thats

dripping gloriously down

your skin now, isn't it?

And anyway,

you always said you were happier this way

when hes gone and all you want

is to know that its

all. your. fucking. fault.

And it is, but

you're crying now

all that shattered glass glitter

and your bleeding on the balcony,




for someone else to come

to your rescue, princess...

you know you're just waiting for

someone else to come along and

leave you.