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Because when I fuck up…I really give it my all.
She might love him now… But she loved me first. Even when I hated her.
A soul as black as the night sky. Lips as red as the blood she’s out for.
Traces of you Traces of me What a beautiful tragedy we could be.
Because she hurt me in ways she doesn’t remember… and I hurt her in ways I can’t forget.
Because even the
other people’s expectations are their problem…not yours.”
“There’s plenty of shit people should apologize for in this world…but feelings should never be one of them.”
