*Pierre-Auguste*

Take me to Paris
Let's go there and never look back
Paris, we can be crazy like that

I knew you loved me by the way you looked in second period

Mon amour, je sais que tu m'aimes aussi
Tu as besoin de moi
Tu as besoin de moi dans ta vie
Tu ne peux plus vivre sans moi
Et je mourrais sans toi
Je tuerais pour toi
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My love, I know you love me too
You need me
You need me in your life
You can not live without me
And I'd die without you
I would kill for you

When my bones were prominent, people loved me.
I received so many compliments;

“ You're so thin! ” “ I wish I was as skinny as you! ” “ Your body is to die for! ”

And they made me feel good, until I looked in the mirror. And realised I was still fat.

My bones became more prominent, and gradually, people did not love me any more.

“ Aren't you hungry?! ” “ You should eat...” “ You're like a stick - it's gross! ”

I did not care, because I finally felt thin and feeling thin, to me, was feeling good.

I continued to feel good until one day I remembered when people still loved me. 

I remembered feeling good because others felt good for me, I remembered 

“ Your body is to die for! ”

and I realised that I was, in fact, dying for my body.

 

I should have set myself up for heartbreak
because I knew loving you was a mistake.

 And I've been thinking
 lots about your mouth

 

Je crains mes pensées




 

I force myself to laugh at everything, for fear of having to cry

Isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?