I don't care if I become the villain
I don't even care anymore
I just want to beat you to death,
without a care in the useless world
YOU ARE READING
tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you
Poetryyou left, and tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you is what's left of me. cover by @babyblue997
careless-forty four
I don't care if I become the villain
I don't even care anymore
I just want to beat you to death,
without a care in the useless world