"Why don't you like anyone? Let your hormones run wild! Live young while you can, it's ok to be a child."
Ask my again why I lack infatuation. These malignant young men need maturation.
They call it a crush, there's a reason, trust me I'm sure. It's destructive, it's toxic, it's flawed to the core.
The second I fall, or crumble, or slip; that's the day the time bomb, the dormant suffering wire is tripped.
The pointless pain from boys driven by *** when I'm repulsed they'll just become another ex.
Why ask for pain when he gives you a glance? Why sit there and beg for just a chance?
You'll never love him, nor will he, you;
You'll just sit and wane and tell yourself it's not true.
I'm sorry it's blunt, but it's honest;
So before you let yourself love think on it.
~Kj
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 1:25 AM UTC
"Why don't you like anyone? Let your hormones run wild! Live young while you can, it's ok to be a child."
Ask my again why I lack infatuation. These malignant young men need maturation.
They call it a crush, there's a reason, trust me I'm sure. It's destructive, it's toxic, it's flawed to the core.
The second I fall, or crumble, or slip; that's the day the time bomb, the dormant suffering wire is tripped.
The pointless pain from boys driven by *** when I'm repulsed they'll just become another ex.
Why ask for pain when he gives you a glance? Why sit there and beg for just a chance?
You'll never love him, nor will he, you;
You'll just sit and wane and tell yourself it's not true.
I'm sorry it's blunt, but it's honest;
So before you let yourself love think on it.
~Kj
