dry flowers

i'm a complicated teenager, i hate everything and i drink a lot,i smoke, i'm so sad sometimes, and i do something bad, but it's ok. i love the snow, the rain, the silence,the flowers and the petals. i run away with the music, i'm in the wrong place with the wrong people. i feel like dry flowers. i need someone, someone to save me, someone to stay with me. i love write, i love the cold, the books and the storie..uhm.. the trees are so beautiful