I refuse to feel like crap because of him.
I refuse to cut.
I refuse to cry.
Because I'm stronger than the love we created.
BINABASA MO ANG
Battle- Scars
RandomContinuation of random, tangential thoughts and poems. **MAY BE TRIGGERING**
refusal
I refuse to feel like crap because of him.
I refuse to cut.
I refuse to cry.
Because I'm stronger than the love we created.