Baby he isn't worth it. he's not worth harming your beautiful skin. he's not worth all the years you've shed for him. he's not worth leaning over the toilet seat outing up tonight's dinner I know you love him but trust me he's no good. eventually you'll remember and you'll look down at your scarred thighs and remember the exact reason for each of them. you'll look at old pictures of yourself, noticing the change from who you were to who you are now. asking yourself if he did this to you? of course he did. but baby he's not worth it
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Quotes and shit
PoetryI write down quotes and shit (not mine I just put them onto watt pad)