Buggering inside my head. Read a sentences. Heart pierced like so deep. Deep. Bleed.
Show me the reason why I meet the-one-who-shouldn't-be-named-here.
Be frank with me. Because I hate liars. I hate myself either, because I am lying to myself all this while.
Just wanted to ask. Why?
LIKE SO BAD.
LIKE YOU NEVER IMAGINE.