I hate her
I h a t e h e r
I h a t e h e r
My head aches abnormally, as those words try to force entry into my brain. I want to engrave them into my brain, heart, body. I want to break myself again and again and again, shattering my soul, until those words are etched across my torso.
No matter what I do, the words "I love her" keep on fighting back against the opposing, and they keep winning.
YOU ARE READING
tell me we weren't just friends
RomanceThis is for the girls, the gays, the people that have always felt different due to who they identify as, who they are attracted too and the hardships they come through. This book has triggering topics such a self h!rm, ect, please take care of your...
