It is like a puppeteer and i its puppet. Its nothing more then a game. And im losing…
To give it nothing to put on an act for, am i only falling into its trap?
“To choose between your demons and the person who held you down, girl”
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“oops. I think i fell for it” she says sitting alone at 9pm having to get up at 1am, in front of 2 open bottles of booze, a joint and a blade, while having recently googled glue and weight loss, and some of her closest friends blocked.
How can i sit here seriously thinking shit is ok?? :'(
This is why i stopped talking to you though