Be proud of your heart. It has through a lot
What they do to me
Cant you see? Im struggling in pain of wanting to choke her but cant and to throw a vase at you but cant?
What kills me is the thought of trusting you, the thought of “i know he’s different”, “i know he will put up with me”
That is not only her fault, but also yours
So many reason to think about our friendship, for example : why do you want to steal something important from me?
How can someone you claim as “best friend” try to steal something inportant from you?
Here’s to a backstabbing bitch
What life do to you