She was smiling when her parents were fighting. She was smiling when she met her father's mistress. She was smiling after getting sexually assaulted. She was smiling when she was cutting herself. *She was smiling, oh how she smiled.
I beg you to stop my insanity. Cut this growing infatuations to something hardly unstoppable. End this stupidity with your brutal honesty. Tell me, tell me now. Put an end. Endme now.
This mere crush is turning into something else! I hate this feeling >.<