June 2011
1 post
too good to be true
i’d rather be treated like shit then like a princess so this wouldn’t hurt so bad. so this didn’t sting deep into my body, penetrating every inch of me. burning so badly that it takes my breath away. my heart won’t stop racing. why? over this guy. this guy who spent the night with me. who took me camping, who taught me things, showed me things, likes the same books an...