MADE BY ME
all I care about now, is hearing you, calling for me. I want to hurt you, bad. really fucking bad. I want you to feel the pain i’ve felt, and still feeling. I want you on your knees, screaming that you can not take the pain anymore.
I want the oppertunety, to leave you, crying on the floor. begging and screaming for me to give you another chance. the oppertunety to turn you down, to leave you behind withyour heart in a million pieces.
never really being able to recover…
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