Mines - A Dave East Love Story.

I sat on the bed wiping my tears before he reached our room, "Baby, Im..." He said as he opened the door. The room was covered with broken glass and blood. The bed was fucked up and so was the walls. The walls had gigantic holes in them that made it look like someone had punched them multiple of times. And then there was my body, covered with black/purplish marks and scabs that continued to bleed.