𝓐𝔀π“ͺ𝔂 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓢 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 π“½π“Έπ”π“²π“¬


You act up & when I react you act like the victim

You’re a walking contradiction 

You said you would be here for me, but never listened

I was full of life, but slowly you killed all of my ambitions

You thought to be happy I needed your permission 

The only way to be happy was to be in a different position




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