see im bad at recieving. truth is i'd rather be the one bleeding

[beautifulcation]

last night i went to his house. to make a long story short and for the better of me, its over. over as in me walking out of the house disgustingly angered to the point of tears. and him completely bothered to the point of walking away. once again its a story of not knowin how much you cared for something once it walks away. i know hes always going to be that one pair of shoes that i could never wear, but i cant stand someone else to have. i couldnt keep him in the closet forever. no matter how many i listed, he was always there, cause i wanted him there. my heart hurts, my lips are shut, and i have the urge to endulge myself with liqour. im hurtin. im hurtin more then i thought i'd hurt. but i will make it. im taking a break from boys. the end

oh and ALEXIS, a broad needs some handlin, lets catch her slippin. make her hurt. ♥