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&this is the feeling of being the other girl. i am sick of it. the feeling as happiness gets sucked out of you from your hairline to your fingertip, because some boy forgot his heart wasn't his to give. so i'm laying here powerless on the operating table as you sliced me open so fast to get your heart back so you can return it to the girl that you left the scalpel stuck between my ribs.
i'm suing for malpractice this time.
i want a boy with no girl in his past,
present,
or future.
(unless that girl is me).
he likes me
but he loves her,
what a god damn pity.
and maybe you will
feel sorry for me,
because he doesn't
[&neither do i]
i'm suing for malpractice this time.
i want a boy with no girl in his past,
present,
or future.
(unless that girl is me).
he likes me
but he loves her,
what a god damn pity.
and maybe you will
feel sorry for me,
because he doesn't
[&neither do i]