This guy has a certain reputation and isn't the most stable person. I was scared to be in a relationship with him because he is not stable. I told him I was scared of him hurting me.
"I won't hurt you. You are too cute to hurt," he said.
News flash! You did hurt me. You hurt me bad. I have no idea what you have to say for yourself but I'm not listening to any of your shit when you say that I matter to you. I'm sorry, but what kind of person recommends gravel to compensate for being so in love that it makes you sick? You are serving up pain like a server at a soup kitchen. The soup is sour, too thick and too many ingredients. It's not even the soup that I don't like, it's the service. It was too slow even though I was last in line.
But it serves me right, loving someone like you.
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Pre Feels, Post Feels And Raw Emotion
PoetryA collection of my writing; slightly edited and full of burning emotion. I have no idea what style I write. It's a mix of a monologue, poetry and almost want-to-be slam poetry style. Suggestions and corrections are greatly accepted.
