You won't make an effort to see me. You never do.
That's my job.
I have to cling to this because I need you more than I can admit.
You made me believe that you cared for me when it was all a fucking lie.
Yet I'll run back to you in an instant if given the opportunity.
I'm a pathetic, hopeless girl that loves too much and disappoints the world.
YOU ARE READING
Desolate Moon (SS 2)
Puisimore exhibitionism, more emotional outbursts, more uncomfortably uncut honesty. TRIGGER WARNING.
