And I’ll cry harder when they return
You fill my heart with hatred
Hate for you
Hate for how I feel
My feelings of hate
Hate themselves too
And the feelings are textile
And the feelings are nauseating
You filled my head with tears
That you got high off of
B*tch
Feb 1, 2025
Feb 1, 2025 at 1:19 AM UTC
And I’ll cry harder when they return
You fill my heart with hatred
Hate for you
Hate for how I feel
My feelings of hate
Hate themselves too
And the feelings are textile
And the feelings are nauseating
You filled my head with tears
That you got high off of
B*tch
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