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Marina & the Diamonds - Bubblegum B*tch

I'll chew you up and I'll spit you out, 'cause that's what young love is all about.

His words drilled into me like a hammer driving a nail into wood. The fight was escalating and our voices were soon becoming hoarse as the words filled with so much hatred it physically hurt to say them. My body shook with rage and fear mixing to form a dangerous concotion of wanting to keep shouting at him and wanting to back off at the same time. If I backed down now I would never live down the fact that I didn't hold my ground, not just from him but from myself as well. The words that were pouring out of my mouth had been willing to escape for days, but I'd been too afraid of the outcome, but that exact outcome was unfolding in front of my eyes. The room was filled with our loud voices begging to be heard over the other. Our bodies metres apart, when truly we wanted nothing more than to be wrapped in each others arms. We were 16 when we fell in this vortex of hatred and lust that could only be summarized as love, everyone said it would never last, that we were too young to keep it going, we still had time to grow and change our minds, but we knew in our hearts that this love could last, because we were just so right for each other and I, for one, couldn't picture myself with anyone but him and hadn't given it a second thought for the 4 years I'd been in this relationship. Standing here at this moment all those thoughts had gone. The love I once felt for the man standing in front of me with his eyes rimmed red, and the vein in his neck popping out a little too much was gone, and completely replaced by a poisonous mixture of hatred and fear. The words that everyone had said to me those two years ago when we ran off together to get our own house and settle down suddenly came flashing through my mind. "Young love is a myth." "He'll do nothing but rip you to shreds." "It won't last honey, leave him while you can." They were all wrong, I'd told myself; they were just jealous, that what we had was real and that they'd never find a love as true as ours. Standing in the living room of our little apartment, with our voices hoarse and hearts beating too fast I couldn't help but realize that it was a myth, and that he was breaking me. I hadn't noticed at first for it was nothing but a crack, but now that the fight was in full swing, I could feel the pressure being forced on top of me, as if all of his harsh words were slowly dragging the parts of the cracks wider and wider until it was nothing but a black hole. That's what this relationship had become, nothing but a black hole, sucking in happiness and leaving us living in a great abyss. He backed off and I hoped that this fight was over and that he would storm off into the bedroom and I would spend the night on the couch like I had last month when the exact same fight had last taken place, but no, instead his eyes showed a tremendous amount of pain and sorrow. The vein in his neck taking it's rightful place, and the rightful visibilty. Before I could process what was happening his keys were in his hands and the front door was slamming shut as he sauntered off into the night. All the thoughts that were running through my head came crashing down on me and I could no longer hold back my tears. I fell to the ground in a heap, with tears stinging my face and broken bits of any shatterable object he could get his hands on surrounding me. No doubt he would come back and we'd apologize and be good for a few more days then the tension would come back and the fight would repeat, but maybe next time would be the last. Or maybe this time was. 

Candy bear, sweetie pie, wanna be adored. I'm the girl you'd die for.  

Walking hand in hand down the busy London street, with the brisk morning air floating around us, I was in pure bliss. His hand easily lacing in to mine, never mind the size difference, and our feet quickly falling in to a pattern of a moderate waking pace, the morning had never been so bright for me. Despite the feeling of utter joy that was gurgling deep in my stomach, I could still sense people looking at us, whether it be a brief stare from a stranger as we walked by or if it was a lingering glance at my hourglass figure from a hormornal man, I would always sense it. The pink material of my dress swayed by my legs every time I took a step in my, slightly to high for a casual look, heels. Their eyes never left my ass and I had forever known how to toy with boys like that. I swayed my hips a little more, pushed my chest out a little farther, puckered my lips a little more, and whipped my hair around to perfectly frame my face. I could feel more stares as the following took place, not only that, but I felt his body tense next to me, knowing that I'd caught the lads attentions he went into full defense mode. Speeding up the pace with every step, gripping onto my hand a little tighter, puffing out his chest so that he seemed tougher. The thing about this regular routine was that we never confronted each other about our obvious insecurities. I was always the girl everyone was dying to 'get with' and when he'd finally got me, I knew he was a good egg. I'd been with other boys before and they all just wanted to get in my pants because I knew how to work my assets, but he wanted me for me. From the first day we met he always wanted to know how I was feeling, or how my day was. He would ask questions about MY life and in return I'd talk about his. We hardly ever fought, and never had issues with the other, but this was always the one thing we never discussed. He was always insecure about me finding someone better then him and leaving, purely because every guy thought I was aesthetically pleasing. He'd do anything for me, and I'd do anything for him, but he never believed me. Even when I stared at him, trying my hardest to show that I didn't need those guys, that it was only him, did he not believe me. Latching my other arm around his bicep and snuggling myself further into his side I wished with all my heart that he'd believed that I would die for him, because I knew he'd even die for me. 

~I like the first one, but not the second one :/

Oh well! There will be more from this song but I'd really loved if you guys requested! I'll try and do any song as long as I know it or can understand it! ~