lovebug;
your words kill me
literally smashed into a thousand pieces
just lying here on the ground
wondering why
why why why
you couldn’t do me the favor,
that i did for you
and hide everything you have to say about anyone else
because i did it for you
. you’d just shrug and say i’m sorry
but
i think you do it just to hurt me
back (see also, organs you stabbed me
) my throat hurts
tired of screaming your name
i choke out other peoples
in this sick,sick dance
And all the stupid games we play
its you i love love love.
i hate this;
you’re such a fucking disease.
and i mean it in the best possible way
but i’m dying here
and i’m not afraid to say it
i’m tired of hiding
tired of wondering
tired of guessing.
and second-third-fourth-fifth-guessing
everything you do
and why i am without you.
i’m exhausted,
can i fall into your arms today: all these i’m sorrys
and i miss yous
are useless i
fucked
this one up long ago
the stereo has never been so honest before
but now its tearing me apart
i just want you.