𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬 , 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬. // 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥

𝖙𝖔 𝖏𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖞.

now i see why girls fall for those blue eyes of yours. or that killer smile — not to mention the dimples and freckles to go with it. 

but i refuse to let myself fall. growing up with you, i've seen the things you've done to people. you wreck people's lives. you make them believe they're worth more than all the stars in the universe, and then you change your mind whenever you get bored. that's when you make them think they aren't worth a penny. 

you're evil. it's like you're feeding off the trail of shattered hearts and perpetual tears you leave. 

for the past nine years i've been fighting against your charms. against your looks. there have been times where i've felt myself start to crumble underneath the weight of peer pressure and expectations. 

"why don't you just date him?"

"are you guys dating?"

and of course, even my own mother has stepped in. 

"if you were to get a boyfriend, jeremy is the only boy i would ever approve of."

i'm struggling against everything. i'm beat. i'm losing, even though i'm battling with all my armor. i can't lose; i have to keep telling myself that. 

because if i lose to you, it will be game over.