Past experiences:
abuse, abandonment, rejection
Fear:
fear of wrong choices, disappointment, infliction
Cold, so cold. Always cold, get's worse every time.
Faker, because the world hates honesty in that way.
To love is to let him decide what to do with your heart.
Hurting people hurt, so I'm sorry, for everything.
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We live, we feel, we love.
First experience was a scar, second was a mistake, the third time was just stupid
Love can be deceptive, Love can be true but when it comes we just grab it anyways because we know it feels good