And yet still nobody to vent to. It’s either somebody I don’t like enough to share with, They never listen, or they’ll just go around and blackmail you with your words. I can never win, everything is just in my throat.
Funeral Flowers(Pohřební Květiny)(x)
And yet still nobody to vent to. It’s either somebody I don’t like enough to share with, They never listen, or they’ll just go around and blackmail you with your words. I can never win, everything is just in my throat.
This one small cut is my relapse, I’ve not cut for a year and a half and I have great self control. So this one small cut is huge. You are the pain of a year and a half.
