(no subject)
Kill it and make it bleed.
Harder so i can see it...
and as for the marks, make them deep.
I want this to count, i want it to burn in memory.
Did you love or lust or just lead on?
Does it hurt me as much as you wished? or just enought for it to count.
I hate you for this your so selfish.
and till tonight, i never thought it posible
you steared me wrong, you son of a bitch
and now ive crashed with tiney pieces that will not last.
This is what you fuckin wanted to do and i hate you for it!
i constantly sell myself short, so why am i the bitch whos always loosing?
maybe im to the point where i should do the choosing.
Number one on my list
worry about me first,
and as for you ... i will not miss!
<3