everytime i heard his name my chest tightened up and the stitches ripped a little like frayed and torn elastic. he left me in patchwork pieces and i was drowning in overwhelming sadness that snatched my breath from me. i felt something break in me; something that had never been broken before.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
feels destroyed
Thơ Caa bunch of quotes found on the internet that were put into words on how i feel.
