Once a rebel, always a rebel i guess. In life, in relationships, in everything.Since young i've been rebelling. I don't know why tho. I got all the attention i wanted when i was young. So why rebel? hmm.

I get all the good guys but i don't want them. I want all the shitty ones. Which would do me more damage than good i suppose. But i
love them. I'm attracted to it. I love chaos.

I like being depressed. Why?
I know my friends and family want the best for me. They want me to heal. To be happy. But i'm doing the total opposite of what im supposed to do. Supposed to feel.
I'm doing it all wrong. Right from the start. And i'm not stopping. And i know im gonna crash. A head banging crash shuttering everything.
I hate rebelling. But i'm doing it. And THAT proves that im a rebel so much more. WTF Jess. Why am i not listening!!??
