Dear JS,
bullet in the back
gun in your hand
blood on my chest
'haha, you win'
endgame
STAI LEGGENDO
Dear JS
Poesiaand i’m l o n e l y; there, i said it i’m lonely but it’s { hard to admit it } when everybody thinks that you’re fine all the time and you’re not [drabbles from a lovesick person]
