That little voice inside your head that says he’s not enough. The one that tells you to burn all this shit fucking down, And that you deserve so much better. Baby, that voice is me, and I’m calling you home. You know it’s me you’re picturing when you fuck him. Only I can make you scream like that. Be a good girl and get on your knees for me. I’m ready to ruin you. Sincerely, Your Book Boyfriend.
