I think the saddest part of being you right now is simply the sole fact on how you are substitutable and I'm better off without you.
I'm fucking independent and I love it
YOU ARE READING
denials
Poetrypoems with no chronological order • of love disclaimer: not all stuff are mine do not read this if you want to feel happy because it's gonna get really wallow and soppy I hope this helps - maybe to provide company, an outlet, or just to let you know...
i feel fucking awesome
I think the saddest part of being you right now is simply the sole fact on how you are substitutable and I'm better off without you.
I'm fucking independent and I love it