i felt like you took a piece of me with you when you left all those times. i wonder sometimes, how could a person have such control over my emotions? drug abuse, depression, i've been through shit that really could have killed me, and i'm still struggling with those problems. but it doesn't matter to you, right? i'm such a fucked up girl, you knew all i wanted was someone to care. what a manipulator you are, sir. if destroying me was your plan, congrats, you have succeeded.
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