You son of a bitch.
You're making this hard.
You weren't apart of the plan.
You were supposed to ignore it like everyone else
You're the first person to fucking care
Fuck you
Fucking make me laugh
Making me forget
You fucking asshole
i g n o r e i t
please
You're only going to get hurt in the end.
I guarantee it, they always do
And you'll just be another one who left for better company
YOU ARE READING
My Dearest
PuisiThese are personal letters written to those I've loved, letters by which by no means are ever to be read by who they are intended for. Also rant/vent in here occasionally. I don't want comments on those chapters.
