â€œI no longer need you to fuck me as hard as I hated myself. Make love to me, like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did. Go slow. Iâ€™m new to this, but I have seen nearly every city from a rooftop, without jumping. I have realized that the moon did not have to be full for us to love it. We are not tragedies stranded here beneath it.â€
I stumbled on this on youtube. I think its supposed to be inspirational. I think its supposed to make people feel better.
It doesnt. It makes me realize that I indeed am a tragedy.