What the hell is the point of having nice weather if you're just going to live in your air-conditioned house and have it set at fucking 62?!
Christ, you bitch when its that temp outside in the fall/spring, but set it that temp the whole fucking summer. I hate it. I’d rather die of heat than freeze my ass off. Once I’m cold, I’m cold for a week.
You believe you understand But it’s all thick black smoke and mirrors And false epiphanies
You poor thing Pity, you’re a guiltless, shattered casualty Of your own tempting tendencies
Let’s get one thing straight: I was never confused about what was going on I never wondered what I did wrong You were lying, playing dumb I knew exactly what had happened I asked all of perfect questions You had all of the worst reactions Now I’m better off