i tear at my hair as if
thoughts of you
are connected to the roots and god
****** i want you out
i wanted you to
*get the **** out*
but you wanted your way
and you were going
to have it if that meant
ripped clothes and
tattered innocence
Apr 15, 2013
Apr 15, 2013 at 2:34 AM UTC
i tear at my hair as if
thoughts of you
are connected to the roots and god
****** i want you out
i wanted you to
*get the **** out*
but you wanted your way
and you were going
to have it if that meant
ripped clothes and
tattered innocence
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