Hey wattpaderinos! Here is zeh new chapter.
Enjoy!
And omg I need to gossip at the end authors note. xD
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Tears blurred my vision. I ran. I ran aimlessly for as long as I could. Tears were streaming down my face throughout the run. I collapsed in a heap in a deserted park. I sobbed and sobbed until there was no more salty liquid in my eyes.
How could I have been so stupid?
How could I have actually believed he wanted me?
How could I have been so S.T.U.P.I.D?!
I fumbled through the oversized pockets of my navy blue hoodie.
I found my fuzzy black earphones.
Alex Gaskarth's voice filled my ears.
Thanks to you
Thanks to you I'm moving on
Chasing out my skeletons and the troubles they have caused
And all thanks to you
I'm turning over the pages in this
Book of revelations about self-medication
But there's this ringing in my head
(Who said it was gonna be easy)
As the ghost of you hangs over my bed
Thanks to you
I'm not myself, I'm all strung out
That much is clear
And I'll spend my whole life-time
With your life-line wrapped around my throat
Thanks to you
All thanks to you
Thanks to you I've lost my touch
I struggle to find the sense
In making sense and giving a semblance of a fuck
And thanks to you for all the nightmares
There's not a night that I sleep quiet and complacent
Without my medication
'Cause there's this ringing in my head
(Who said it was gonna be easy)
As the ghost of you hangs over my bed
Thanks to you
I'm not myself, I'm all strung out
That much is clear
And I'll spend my whole life-time
With your life-line wrapped around my throat
Thanks to you
All thanks to you
But there's this ringing in my head
(Who said it was gonna be easy)
As the ghost of you hangs over my bed
Thanks to you
I'm not myself, I'm all strung out
That much is clear
And I'll spend my whole life-time
With your life-line wrapped around my throat
Thanks to you
Thanks to you
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