How can I be so fucking stupid to be fed with the same lies over and fucking over again? Wow, I must be reeeeeeally dumb. Just, wow. I am totally speechless. I'm just really a fucking living joke. Just a toy, aren't I?
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Monday, December 15, 2014
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Of course, how can I not see it?
All along, I've been fighting for you. Irregardless of what I may have said, in the fucking end I still couldn't leave you. I left my soul in you, and it's stuck there. You might've moved on but I haven't. I can't, I'm fucking rooted to your soul. Once again, you left me. Once again, promises broken. Once again, we're all over. & I'm fighting for you, once again. But how? How could I bring myself to trust again when it's broken over & over?
I don't know if I can bring myself to believe in anything anymore. It's fucking broken, like a toy. I can't be fixed.
It's all the same excuses as back then, this time you've done it a little more brilliantly.
I should have known, I should have. It's just like what it was back then. It's just like that. Apocalyptic thoughts. All this self-loathing and self-pitying I had back then is how what I'm feeling now.
I should have seen it. It's all empty (yet again) words. It might felt real but actually, it really isn't, is it? Your words, thoughts, stung me like a fucking needle. Sliced me up, bombard my heart with cannons and those canyons couldn't hold. Promise me you'll be better, then maybe I will too.
Now, what am I supposed to do with an empty vessel with no soul?
All along, I've been fighting for you. Irregardless of what I may have said, in the fucking end I still couldn't leave you. I left my soul in you, and it's stuck there. You might've moved on but I haven't. I can't, I'm fucking rooted to your soul. Once again, you left me. Once again, promises broken. Once again, we're all over. & I'm fighting for you, once again. But how? How could I bring myself to trust again when it's broken over & over?
I don't know if I can bring myself to believe in anything anymore. It's fucking broken, like a toy. I can't be fixed.
It's all the same excuses as back then, this time you've done it a little more brilliantly.
I should have known, I should have. It's just like what it was back then. It's just like that. Apocalyptic thoughts. All this self-loathing and self-pitying I had back then is how what I'm feeling now.
I should have seen it. It's all empty (yet again) words. It might felt real but actually, it really isn't, is it? Your words, thoughts, stung me like a fucking needle. Sliced me up, bombard my heart with cannons and those canyons couldn't hold. Promise me you'll be better, then maybe I will too.
Now, what am I supposed to do with an empty vessel with no soul?
Saturday, December 6, 2014
I need you. I'm not saying this just because. I know, times are hard, but it's more the reason why I shouldn't and why I wouldn't give up on you. I'll fight, I'll keep fighting for you. You're mine, at least in my heart... After all, you're the only person that can make my smile genuine. What relationships are without real struggle? You're my, only sunshine. I love you.
I realized, okay? You're worth my tears and pain, you're worth every shit that I have. I'll sacrifice anything and everything for you. I'll fight for your smiles.
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