He saw you. He met you. He wanted you. He liked you. He chased you. He
got you. He had you. He got bored of you. He left you. He broke you.
What's worse than being alone?
Being used,
lied to,
deceived,
fucked over,
left behind,
and completely forgotten.
......Just saying.
It goes from “babe” to “bitch” “I love you” to “I hate you” “I need you” to “fuck you” “you’re my everything” to “you’re nothing
Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.
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