I can’t wait for it. New opportunities and many more people to meet. To kiss new lips and not think about you.
Finding someone else.
Because I’m a ***** and my legs can spread so easily.


To think I almost let you get the best of me. Taking a hold of my heart once more and ripping it into pieces again.
But it’s okay I was already broken.

If you knew what you were talking about,
I wouldn’t hate you as much as I do now.
I’m so thankful for seeing the real you.
So glad that I didn’t fall into your game.

You must be pleased with yourself. You won and there’s nothing left.
And now this is the part where we go.
Build up again.
Grow again.
Trust again.
Love again.