Poems from Jaramillo
She lays in the branches of her tree, staring at the stars
Thinking of all the places she could go, thinking about what's holding her back...
When there's photoshop, creating gods' of "perfection" and the girls around me are wearing makeup that brings "the best of their qualities...
I could care less about school, I could care less about the things that upset me.
All I want to do is listen to music and know you're...
I don't believe in God
I don't tell anyone god(s) aren't real
I tell people what I believe
And I dont try to exhort people to believe in...
I've only just discovered this, there's no way you can tell me that this is fake!
And there should be no reason for this, I've read that...