I never plan on getting in trouble. It just seems to find me. All you have to do is be near me, and it'll find you too.
It's not hard not to be a believer when you've met them. When your entire destiny is tied to them. I only wish I was gothic because then maybe it would all just be a phase and one day I'd maybe be over it and I could be normal. But that day doesn't exist and I will never be normal. But, thank you. And I'm sorry to hear that about your parents. My mom's actually not dead, she just...left. Sometimes I don't know what hurts worse.
Why are you worried? Is it because I seem crazy? Or because you're afraid my bad luck will rub off on you? Don't worry. It never seems to. I think it likes me, you know? The dark.