I hate my body. You hate yours. Lets make love to each other so our hatred can create something beautiful.
-Part of my letter to you
I was nothing to you. Why do you still infect my thoughts. You are like a beautiful disease eating away at my soul."
I still wanna go on a cruise to Alaska and see the northern lights
I may be over you but I still went on your facebook to see if there was a picture of you in a prom dress. Considering that tonight is our school’s prom.
I’m sorry, I just wanted to see you looking stunningly beautiful one last time.
Guess that’s not gonna happen.