Baby, you wouldn’t last…?

I wish I could write exactly what I feel right now.

It would be so damn theraputic.

Too bad it’s never going to come out right. I don’t know why I ever cared, or wasted my money on making you better.

I’m ready to see my boyfriend tonight, because when all else fails, he doesn’t.

Walking away now.

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