you came through my heart like a hurricane. destroying everything in its path, nog caring about what's left in its wake. you destroyed me. you not only destroyed my soul, you destroyed my trust. you destroyed my ability to live. you came through my home, smashing everything. you took all of my favorite things and tainted them. you ruined them. and the last thing you ruined, was me.
~ l. b.
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Stories That I Write At 3 AM When I Miss You
Poetryhe is one in seven billion, and i know that it feels like impossible odds- because right now, he is everything. seven billion combined. when will you ever find one like him? but let me ask you this: why would you want another like him? one who o...
