in life we often show the people around us that we are happy because showing them how broken, confused or unhappy we are wont do them any good. so many people around me think they know me so well, when really i am only showing them what they want to see.
Where is she? ---- She used. . . --- Where is she, Isaac? --- I don't know who killed her he screams, his voice cracking, I could've been a c it could've been me it couldce been her gdd self --- Isaac --- her silence explains every thing. Kill me.
I fucking miss you. I fucking need you. I need my best friend back. What the hell did I do to make you break your promise? You said you'd never leave me!!! And look what the fuck happened. You. Fucking. Left. And you took my heart with you.
Here I come! And she wants to know you more then any man ever! For that your making her wait at your convenience shame shame! Twickenham my mind, play with my hair, tell me stories as I rub your neck and pinch your face. Lol 🍀