i have no fucking clue why i do this.
put my own gun to my own head and sink my own ship.
i beat myself up over you, my insides are bruised
last year it was a toll i couldn't bear to pay
this year, it's no different, except it's your fucking face.
i hate to look at you
but love to think of you
we're making up, and making out [and i'm talking in more ways than one]
and i've got a bet with your car window that says: i love you more than he does.
truefuckingwhoknows.
"this is the last time i'm gonna let her do this to me"
Posted by yrs&mn at 9:27 PM
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