nope, nope, not good.

every time. it happens every time. i get sucked into this vicious vortex of yours and it fucks me up. NO! noooo. i so wanna be friends with you and be able to talk about whatever, but i don't know about this anymore. eeeeeep.


PURE EVIL.

again, always.

i had another boy, i had him and i let myself grow into him. i held onto him so tight.


i lost him.
i always lose.
my heart is hurting.
i'm told it's not my fault.
i know that. but i still love him.