People ruin cities for me and next thing I know, I'm taking the longest route home.

I loved chocolate covered strawberries til someone told me that they remind them of me.

I think of all the sweet words that once made my heart melt... It's as cold as stone now and I cringe at the thought of someone calling me "their baby". Don't.

I'd rather have no one adore me than to have feelings for people who just ignore me.