what have you done to me?
Every night, every FUCKING night, you're there, in my head, in my bed, next to me, holding me.
I CAN'T FUCKING GET RID OF YOU.
I don't want you. I hate you, I loathe you, I despise you. I loved you and you fucking ripped my fucking heart out, you selfish cunt, I hope Karma hits you like a fucking train for this, you don't deserve anything, you didn't deserve me loving you, you didn't deserve my time then, and you still don't now.
and yet you still insist on plaguing my mind.
why? just- why? why the hell do you have to do this to me?
You know I'm trying to forget about you.
I dread going to bed. I hate sleeping, I try to avoid thinking about you but you still slither into my thoughts, and stay there, writhing in and out of my dreams like a disease that can't be cured.
you have officially fucked me up.
fuck you, fuck fuck fuck you to hell and back.
I don't need you.
I never needed you.
I needed to stay away.
I needed to resist.
I wish I'd never met you.
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