honestly love is overrated
who actually cares anymore
all we want to do is make money and shit
well thats what were raised to do
i want to grow old
have and raise a kid
name one evan because i love that name
and help them with what they need
but honestly
im better alone
its hard to understand at first
but i have learned to accept it
love isnt meant for me
love is just a form of torture
love is a painful experience
that i will never encounter again
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The Night Talks • Vents
PoesíaDisgusting and disturbing thoughts turned into try-hard poetry.
