the passenger // styles

iv / her note

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                                                                                                      i don’t know why you are threatening me. calling me names, telling me that i’m a ‘bitch’ in your eyes?. don’t you think that’s cruel and heartless, styles. we go way back don’t you remember? you know why i act like this. it isn’t a curse or a dream of mine, i hate being like this but this side of me, has saved me from heartache and from…..

                                                                                                       so don’t you dare lie and say that i’m the one who wants everyone to kneel down and beg for mercy from me. it isn’t the cost of what you think is real… it’s fate and fate, mr. styles, has gotten me back to a place called redemption.

                                                                                                         if you would know better please leave me alone. your not even there for me, so why should i care for you huh? you weren’t there for me when all the cards were down and the kids were picking on me? you know that song?

let me give you a little reminder:

                                                                                                        ...faye hasn’t change since second grade, she looks like a big ‘ol house in the shade. she has a little ass and thinks she’s smart in math class. she always wanted to be popular but never got the shot. she looks like the loch ness monster in the dust. she eats like a pig and always will, she can’t even play in the soccer field…

                                                                                                          ha, happy now, styles? you’ve manage to make me cry when i’m already broken in little bitty pieces. i think it’s time we go our own ways, styles. until then my “hero”.

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