It's not the fact that I can't hold your hand or call you and I united anymore. It's the fact that you stopped down to the dirtiest level of low and you dropped me and broke me like all the evil men in my life have, I had such respect for you I thought you were better than this but I've been proven wrong once again
12:59 the time is dragging by and digging it's nails into the ground to stop itself but I'm so miserable I now am free and have no excuse to hide behind for why I have bags under my eyes I no longer have an excuse as to why I can't eat anymore something in the pit of my being is demented and damaged but you never stuck around long enough to see it and I hate how I actually knocked down the strong wall to let you in only for you to never cross the line and dash the other way.