i guess im in love with the idea of love
Be careful who you vent to.
She was obsessed with the colour red, this dangerous girl with scarlet lips. Her reckless kisses written in blood upon a page I could not turn.
You don’t see the scars that lace my skin, or the pain that resides within, the monsters claw and tare at my skin, fighting for their way to win, though I fight, the end just doesn’t seem insight.
i have come to the conclusion that i dont diserve any guy, guess i really wil end up alone!