All Time Low May 19

I don't exactly know HOW, but I'm gonna be there. May 19, no matter what, I'll be in Buenos Aires and sing my lungs out!
All Time Low in Argentina.
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I've always felt rejected, but nowadays I think it's just too much.

Those who I care about the most are constantly laughing at me, criticizing the way I look. And I don't mind that they don't see me as a pretty girl, but I do mind when they look disgusted and say "you look like a dude" or "now lets just call you Alexander"...

Wish they knew how hurtful those words are. I am what I am... and if it wasn't for them, I'd actually be happy with myself.

I don't need to be perfect. I just need them to accept me for who I am.

I'm a woman.

I feel like dressing and acting as both woman AND man.

Face it.

It feels different, unique and awesome.

I'm a woman.

I'm attracted to both women AND men.

Face it.

I'm bisexual.

And now it doesn't matter if I'm a woman.

The only thing that matters, is that I'M HUMAN.

Someone

When people ask me if I have a boyfriend, my immediate reaction is to laugh and say "oh, thank god NO. Too much drama."

The truth?

Sometimes I wish I had someone to count on. Someone to share. Someone to take care of. Someone who cares... Someone.

It makes me feel so empty to realize I'm this lonely. Because I like to pretend I'm fine, but I'm tired of being on my own.

Joroschó

Maybe I'm nothing but a Clockwork Orange.

Organic.

Mechanic.

No choice or alternative.

Constantly manipulated.

Nothing but a Clown

Once again, I put on a mask and interpret this beautiful and perfectly executed story of endless lies. It seems I can't get off the stage. Why am I forced to live through someone else?
People need to be entertained and it feels like I've been the one chosen to perform in order to keep them happy.
What about my happiness? What about the things I want or need?

Well, the answer is that nobody cares about my will.
The truth is, though I've always felt bad about them, I'm nothing but a clown.

A freak built by them for their exclusive amusement.

The Way The World Goes Round

I feel so insignificant. I feel... empty.
SO EMPTY.

I find myself thinking about it almost every day. Wondering why can't I accept the way the world goes round. Birth. School. College. Work. Death.
Why go to college? Why go to work? Is it worth the effort? Of course it is, if that's your dream. Go to university if you feel like being a doctor or a lawyer.

But I don't feel like being anything at all.
I just want to be me.
I just live to find the meaning of life.

Living a Lie

Hurting me once again.

They don't really know how bad it hurts hearing those hateful words. I'm still trapped inside all these lies, but I can't help but hide...

I'm tired of running away from who I am only because they don't like me. I'm tired of being unable to express myself because they disapprove.

I'm just tired of living this lie.