I can't keep giving you pieces of myself,
when you didn't ask for any in
the first place.

YOU ARE READING
thoughts
Poésie"sticks and stones may break my bones but my thoughts will fucking kill me." welcome to the mind of a girl who has a lot to say but doesn't. *bare with me, the few parts aren't the best. it gets better, I promise :)* *genuinely just need an open sp...
why do i do this to myself?
I can't keep giving you pieces of myself,
when you didn't ask for any in
the first place.