Baby i must confess, we were the perfect mess.

look, what you've done

I'm giving my all boy, i'm giving my best. Without getting something back. But look what you've done... now it's just my vulnerable me.

She wants him. She can't deny it. She's just so confused. 'Cause when she thinks back to the day he shattered her, she trembles at the thought of feeling like that again

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"the funny thing is, nobody really ever knows how much anybody else is hurting. We could be standing next to someone who is completely broken, and we wouldn't even know."

Believe me, you innocent little girl, in someone else's diary, you are a "skanky whore."

Sorry hun, but unlike you, I’m not a doorknob where everyone gets a turn. I’m more of a casino, where only the lucky ones win the jackpot.