If I ever decide to get married, I want this dress.
"cause these words are my diary screaming out loud,
and i know that you’ll use them however you want to."
and i know that you’ll use them however you want to."
"she’s just like him,
spoiled rotten and confused
by the lies she’s been fed.
and she’s searching for no one,
but herself.
her eyes turn to green
and she seems to be happy
that she is her.
and this time i think you’ll know…"
spoiled rotten and confused
by the lies she’s been fed.
and she’s searching for no one,
but herself.
her eyes turn to green
and she seems to be happy
that she is her.
and this time i think you’ll know…"
"So this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad, and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be."
Steven Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower.
