sometimes i think, fuck it all.
i regret the shit i say, i regret every i love you i've said.
you make me feel fucking terrible.
but all of that goes away when i see you.
i regret every bad thing i thought because you look like an angel, but you're truly the fucking devil. you don't give a fuck about me, for all i know you could be using me. but you tell me how you wanted to do certain things, terrible things to yourself when you didn't have me.
and then i become uncertain of everything once more.
