You think he's what makes the sun shines, but darling, he's not. He's what makes your eyes tear and your cuts bleed. He's the thought in your head that rip you apart and, my god, I know you love him but he's killing you.
-Internet
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You think he's what makes the sun shines, but darling, he's not. He's what makes your eyes tear and your cuts bleed. He's the thought in your head that rip you apart and, my god, I know you love him but he's killing you.
-Internet