_i'm becoming more reckless as the days go on_
_jumping off buildings and jumping in front of cars_
_not to die but to almost die_
_maybe then you'd come back home_
_maybe then you'd see just how much pain you caused me_
_but even if you did come home, at this point I'm not sure I would be able to forgive you anymore_
Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 4:42 PM UTC
_i'm becoming more reckless as the days go on_
_jumping off buildings and jumping in front of cars_
_not to die but to almost die_
_maybe then you'd come back home_
_maybe then you'd see just how much pain you caused me_
_but even if you did come home, at this point I'm not sure I would be able to forgive you anymore_
11/12/20 | 2:35pm
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