A heart filled with rage.
And she spoke words that would melt in your hands.
Montag, 17. Oktober 2011
Please don't stop keeping me up at night.
" I hate myself pretty often"
She tilted her face back on the pillow,
damming tears and attempting to smile
at the same time.
" Pretty fuckin' often"
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