dear, zayn
I hate you. but I love you. but I hate you.
all you fucking said to me was sorry zayn.
throw a fucking plate on the floor. then say sorry to it zayn. say fucking sorry to it. it's still fucking broken isnt it.
it's like me right now. broken. so. fucking. broken. all because of you.
your name on my lips tastes like poison. I can't take the taste anymore.
love,
aleja
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dear, zayn #Wattysaward2016 #Justwriteit
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