Oh God, oh God, oh God!
What have you done to me? You've denied me of my own body.
I am not in control. I am suddenly dependent on someone who will inevitably break my heart.
Don't break my heart. Why have you don't this?
At the end of the day all I have is me. All anyone has is themselves,
and you've made that not enough for myself anymore.
At the end of the day,
lying in bed I am not enough,
because suddenly I want you,
need you next to me,
and its torture.
May 10, 2013
May 10, 2013 at 1:06 AM UTC
Oh God, oh God, oh God!
What have you done to me? You've denied me of my own body.
I am not in control. I am suddenly dependent on someone who will inevitably break my heart.
Don't break my heart. Why have you don't this?
At the end of the day all I have is me. All anyone has is themselves,
and you've made that not enough for myself anymore.
At the end of the day,
lying in bed I am not enough,
because suddenly I want you,
need you next to me,
and its torture.
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