spittle field.

chest pains are gonebut my heart still hurts each beat brings new frustration each day brings new manipulation acting as if, nothing happened because this, dear pisces is how you deal with things on the surface only behind closed doors will the truth be known

you dont deserve to read what is going through my mind but how else may i speak of such, disgusting greed you obviously don't care, enough. seperate yourself i'm 2 seconds away from deleting you entirely like i swore i would 10 fold the night of devilish deed that night you told me "you don't care if we're done" selfish, fucking coward. you're right "alcohol doesn't justify"

and a measly letter or missed phone call give yourself, give me.. give US a little more credit than that.