i don't call you a whore cause i hate you,
i call you a whore cause it describes you.
:blush:
He was suicide to Her, A razor blade pressed against Her wrist. He dangled her on a thin thread and He loved it. She knew His every move, He knew Her every suicide attempt. She would jump off a tall building for Him, He would would dive into the deepest ocean to get away from Her. She would wait Her entire life for Him and He knew it. He didnt want Her and She knew that, But it never stopped Her, She knew in Her heart He would love Her one day. He took Her over inside, He was like Her puppet-master, What ever He said She did, No matter what it was. He loved controlling Her so brutally, He loved the way She was like a lost puppy, He loved seeing Her fall so often, And even more He loved how She came running to him every time She stumbled even though He hurt Her so. He was her fatal disease, No matter how She lived, It ate Her away inside. But no matter what He did to Her, Her heart would only beat for Him, She wanted to get over Him, But everytime She tried She fell back into love with Him, She loved Him more than any girl in the world could possibly love Him, And She wanted Him to feel the same way, No matter who He was with, No matter how He acted. He laughed at Her when She fell, He kicked Her when She was down, He brought Her spirit up then crashed it back down, He'd make Her smile then make Her cry. No matter what She did, No matter what She said, He loved to see Her hurt. He tells Her shes wasting her time, Move on. He says the most hateful things, Then turns around and says He loves Her. He makes Her bleed, Then kisses Her dead lips. He heals Her wounds, Then re-opens the deep gashes in her skin. He wished more than ever that She would just find someone else and leave Him alone, So that for once in His life He could have moments to Himself. He wished He could affect Her more when He hurt Her, But no matter what He did to Her, She always came running back. No matter how much He hurt Her, She loved Him, He hated Her, But deep in His heart was the inescapable truth, He could never let her go, For He was so very attracted to Her.
NEVER THINK YOU'RE NOTHING. NEVER CRY AT NIGHT OVER
NOT BEING PRETTY ENOUGH. NEVER TELL YOURSELF YOU'LL
NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH. BECAUSE TO SOMEONE,
YOU'RE EVERYTHING. TO SOME ONE, YOU'RE
GORGEOUS. TO SOMEONE, YOU ARE THE WORLD.
Bitch, you better be blonde.
Why the hell do i listen to you?
Tonightt im going to sleep in the bath tub,
with out waterr.
