That woman
I shouldn't be writing this.
But I know you'll never read this, so it doesn't really matter.
Sometimes, I swear to God, I think you want me to fail.
But I know you'll never read this, so it doesn't really matter.
Sometimes, I swear to God, I think you want me to fail.
posted by Thousand Sons at 10:30 PM
1 Comments:
"In that tortured subtle manner
inflict questions within questions,
within questions.
Looking in shades of green through shades of blue;
I trust you trusting me to mistrust you."
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