I broke it...
I broke it again
And for what?
For you?!
I hate you
I hate you so much....
No I don't
I wish I did
You used me
And I hurt him because of it
It's all your fault!
No...it's mine...
If I wasn't so blind....
If I hadn't met you....
Maybe things would be different
But then....things wouldn't be the same
I don't know what would change
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Confessions
RandomConfessions of mine to let everything go. Some are old and some are recent. Some aren't my own.
