Because no one you know reads this.

[late_at_night]

At sixteen it was taken away. At twenty, in September, it was given back. 
At twenty in January, it was taken away again.

Being hated doesn't bother me, and the awful things you will say about me can roll off my back.
But never telling you what it meant. Never telling you anything anymore. That, I cannot live with.

I gave someone my whole heart and I

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[fitzofpassion]

i just cried a little...