you say you want to die but,
you still put that seat belt on
and look both ways before crossing the street
you lock your windows and doors
you would scream if someone was following you late at night
you would run for your life
but you do want to die
you just want to die on your own terms.
once in the 4th grade this guy got a 2% on his math quiz so everyone called him milk for the rest of the year
if you don’t want to marry me, why did you sit next to me on this bus?