I know others had it worse
I know others had it better
I really wish i could get my life together
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 7:54 AM UTC
The man behind the ****
He's evil I tell ya
He will have you wrapped around his hideous fingers after the first hit
He will drain your bank account
Your beauty and common sense
Then you'll be walking around mindlessly under his spell
He will whisper things to you
Telling you you're fine
In reality
You're ****** up and ****** up.
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 6:44 AM UTC
She had a new man every other week
But they all had something in common
MONEY
I'd see her leave every night and come home every morning
With a different man
All drove luxury cars
Wore fancy suits
And shiny watches
I was curious how she did it
She would come and leave
The most fabulous woman I've seen
She'd come home with Versace, Prada, and Gucci bags
Always wearing dark designer shades
and black stelletos
Hair done up, not a single flaw on her skin
She was fabulous and a *****
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 3:16 AM UTC
Sometimes you have eat at a fancy restaurant alone
Go to bars alone
Sleep alone (which isnt so bad)
And **** yourself
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 2:59 AM UTC
I stare at myself
In my bathroom mirror
I see a charming girl
With a kind face
Eyes that could ****
And ****
A woman who can make a man go wild
in the end
I'm the one going crazy
I'm so Over
Myself
I always think there's more out to life
I know I can get more out of it
sometimes I think what if
finally made it?
Most of the time
I think
I've finally hit rock bottom
Yeah.... That's probably it
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 2:54 AM UTC
He said to me
"Stop what you're doing its disgusting.
Pretty girls girls don't curse and pretty girls don't smoke"
I looked at him in the eyes
Took a drag from my cigarette
Scooted closer to him and whispered
"I don't ******* care"
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 2:36 AM UTC
Dont string me along
Im sick of lost hope
Let me be and leave
Im sick of butterflies
Im sick of this tingling feeling
From my heart to my finger tips
Im sick of love
Im sick of you,
You ****** *******
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 2:13 AM UTC
Please dont play with my heart, its fragile.
If you dont want me, tell me.
Dont just leave without a word.
Id rather have you be honest
it helps with long term pain.
My head is strong i could forgive & forget easily
But please
Dont play with my heart its gone through enough.
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 2:10 AM UTC
Its
Your eyes
Your fiery green hazel eyes
Your cute little nose
Your tender lips
And your rock hard abs
Its
The way you look at me
The way you kiss me
And the way you **** me
Its
This feeling i cant get rid of
And memories i will never forget
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 2:08 AM UTC