I feel betrayed, lied to, broken, dead.
I can't believe you've done this to me again. After everything we've been through. After everything I've done for you. After all the plans we had. You lied to me. My heart's officially done. Now i'm dead. I'm done.
Love isn't real.
I know. I'm not good enough for anyone. I never will me.
I need something.
I need pain.
I need alcohol.
I need a high.
I need to scream.
I need... to be comforted..
Since I was a child, I've always loved the winter months in favor of summer.
I've always been warm, never complaining about the shivers.
~Lately i've been cold all the time. It's scaring me.
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