and I can see right through like shadows on the moon and it's all bad news, I hate that I made you love me, sorry if I made me your type, I hate that I made you love me cause I barely tried!!
I can't tell you why but something inside is dancing with fire, got good at goodbyes…just know that I will find my way from you like flowers from a tomb while you decide who you are
I was patient “she’s learning”, pretended it was not hurting, cause they say it's a virtue to not let good love slip away, so I was cool and forgiving, I took what you were giving but nothing is quite enough when I know that to get it, I begged…
I don't start shit but I can tell you how it ends! I don't get sad, I get even!! so on the weekends, I don't dress for friends, lately I've been dressing for revenge…I'm on my vigilante shit again
all women should sleep for 10 hours if they can, have afternoon siestas, ‘waste time’ with no guilt, have unproductive days of reading fiction, sunbathing and eating delicious food. every woman should relax more and allow the universe to take care of them and spoil them