So there she still sits, awaiting your judgment, ash on her lap, waiting for your two cents as she’s dived head first in a pool of the edge. Because of a simple warped past, she’s intrigued with the senseless. Saved from the wasted youth she’ll leave you before you finish, kiss a man you wont think worthy of her, and associate with a life that looks beneath her. But what you can’t comprehend, she understands. As you despise sadness, she values it. It’s in the darkness she made a casual friend. In her delusional world, she found beautiful in the fucked.
In this twisted world, during bright times, she’d be your hero.
LUCY’S ON TUMBLR <3 :)