Every boy I have ever let go of has marks left on his skin from my grip.
I am unable to let go but I force myself knowing it's the right thing to do.
I do it to myself. Why?
I'm still trying to figure that out.
Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 11:13 PM UTC
Every boy I have ever let go of has marks left on his skin from my grip.
I am unable to let go but I force myself knowing it's the right thing to do.
I do it to myself. Why?
I'm still trying to figure that out.