Oh god, my heart, what have you done? It feels like you've pumped it with poison and it's falling apart like a mud sculpture, I can feel it moving unnaturally and I wonder whether it can get worse? I don't think I can stand this, I thought I was okay, better, happy, and then I see you with another girl and now i'm back where I started, holding myself together with these hands that you once held but threw away because to you I am garbage
I know you love hurting me
I hate you
I hate you
I HATE YOU