ill let one of my poems do the talking for me.
It's as simple as a broken bond
But really, it's not that simple
I broke the bond before it was built
It's simply my fault
It's as simple as unrequited love
But really, it's not that simple
I told you love before I felt it
It's simply my fault
It's as simple as a missed chance
But really, it's not that simple
I fucked up the first love of my life
It's simply my fault.
basically, i cant move on from people that hate me, and now i feel horrible.
womp to the fucking womp for me ig
YOU ARE READING
Vent Book because I don't have one yet
Randomself explanatory. that way i can have a place to vent so i dont do it on my messages board.
