fourteen.

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it's ironic
that now
every time you talk to me
every time,
my lips form the same two words
the same two words
i grew up
thinking were profanity
but i use profanity
for you
because of you
and i've lost all of my
good girl mindsets
for you
because of you 
i don't care
about anything
anymore.
i'm like justin bieber.
i'm like a worn out dish cloth.
a dirty one.
i'm useless.
now someone needs to just throw me away.

i named you.
i freaking named you.
i cared that much.
and you knew about it.
now i've lost all my care
for you
because of you.
my eyes
are finally realizing
who you really are
the same eyes that were always red
not for you
,but because of you.
and i know you're reading this
but i don't really care
anymore.
i hope you're not dwelling
on the note i wrote you
because it means nothing
anymore.
you mean nothing anymore.

song for this chapter|| take it back-ed sheeran

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