Her

“She was on her own if you know what I mean. She’s the type of person who can handle the world, but if you look a bit closer, she couldn’t handle herself.” She’s the type of girl that dances alone in her room at 3am and that doesn’t care what people think of her.

She walks in chaos like a queen, but at the same time, she’s drowning in it. She wants to get out, but she also doesn’t, because she got used to chaos and it became kind of a safe place for her. She doesn’t enjoy it; she actually hates it. But like I said she can’t handle herself.

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