35 Melanie Martinez quotes for those who love pop culture

All the makeup in the world won’t make you any less insecure.

Nobody will love you if you’re not beautiful.

Your appearance is not an issue.

Does a new face come with a guarantee? Will a pretty face make things better?

I never fit into any category, I’m always the outcast.

Chasing you is like a fairy tale.

I’m laughing, I’m crying it feels like I’m dying.

I want to make you mine, but that’s hard to say.

Everyone thinks we are perfect.

And it’s all fun and games, until someone falls in love.

So what if I’m crazy? The best people are the crazy ones.

Tell me why the hell no one is here, tell me what to do to make everything better.

You seem to trade your brain for your heart.

I don’t wanna play no games, I’m tired of always chasing, chasing you.

Your heart is too big for your body, that’s why you can’t fit inside it.

But was he really yours if he wanted me so badly?

You don’t love her. Stop lying with those words.

Hey girl, if you want to feel attractive, you can always consult a professional, they’ll stick pins in you, like a vegetable.

If you think you can be my one true love, you must swear to love me.

First step: you must accept that I am a little crazy.

If you can’t handle a heart like mine, don’t waste your time with me.

I look at you and see myself. I know you better than anyone. I have the same faucet in my eyes, so your tears are mine.

We have all the ingredients except you loving me.

It’s my party and I cry if I want to.

I will cry until the candles burn this place down. I’ll cry until my pity party is on fire.

Maybe if I knew all of them well, I wouldn’t be trapped in this hell that grips me.

I talked too much and it overflowed. Why do I always spill?

God, I wish I’d never said anything. Now I have to wash my mouth with soap.

I’m tired of all the games I have to play.

You must not know my heart, but I know it’s not your fault. You live in a world and you cling to it, you don’t go out often, living in a fake world full of facades and chaotic behavior.

When you put your arms around me, I feel like I’m missing something whenever you leave.

I’m not a piece of cake for you to just discard.

You smell like vanilla, you taste like buttercream. You’re filling my senses with empty calories.

I’m crazy, honey, I’m crazy, the craziest friend you ever had.

How did love become so violent?