Jul 2014
I am queen of afterthoughts,
rarely of fore.
Especially not in matters of hearts.
I am dry heaving sighs,
with leaden guilt
and what ifs.
**** them.
**** me.
rarely of fore.
Especially not in matters of hearts.
I am dry heaving sighs,
with leaden guilt
and what ifs.
**** them.
**** me.
I want to curl up and die. I can't stand to hurt people. I didn't mean to, just stupid me didn't think things through. *******. I don't know. I just wanted to do the right thing.
(27/F/body in U.S. heart in U.K)
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