Dec 2016
Hearts, like glass, they're spread across the floor, broken.
Once you try to fix it, you get cut in the process, and you're reminded why you're hurt.
Because you've hurt someone else.
Once you try to fix it, you get cut in the process, and you're reminded why you're hurt.
Because you've hurt someone else.
Messed up once, messed up twice, OH CRAP 5 HEARTS ACROSS THE ****** BATTLEFIELD. Well, we've messed up too many times which we cannot forget. The thing is, who's next?
