Break me and leave, I’d expect nothing less, nothing more.
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Break me and leave, I’d expect nothing less, nothing more.
You couldn’t make me hate you.
How cute of you to think you pick your own poison. No, dear, our poison picks us. Sometimes it’s smoking and sometimes it’s drinking and mine? You were mine.
If you’re painting the town red, it’s in my blood.
The bruises he left will fade, and cuts will cease to bleed but you will always remember and scars remain.