fat [EDITED]

IX

"Loving the person who destroys you is like loving the knife that slits your throat."

-Zee

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even though Erok's there,
even though i laugh,
sometimes,
i'm empty.

when i sleep in my bed,
and stare at the ceiling,
and i'm so fucking sorry,
so very sorry for saying this-

but i want you.

god, it's stupid,
but sometimes,
i'll see you back in middle school,
when you were so sweet.

i wish my attraction would die,
wither away,
like the way your cuteness,
(or is it hotness,
i forget what the girls at school gossiped)
withered away,
when you came to school,
with a black eye.

Hah,
you'd probably still be
a fuckboy.