You never really knew me...
You knew the version I curated while you looked the other way.

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You never really knew me...
You knew the version I curated while you looked the other way.
He told me I was hard to love. And I agreed. I said, "So what are you still doing here, then?" He didn’t answer. But he stayed. For a while. Until he didn’t.
I don’t fall in love. I drown in it and drag the other person under with me.
rose petals in my mouth
red flags in my eyes
love me wrong
and I’ll haunt you right
Darkpsychprincess
Sometimes, I pretend I’m the villain in someone else’s story just to make the loneliness more cinematic.
My love language is knowing too much about you without ever asking.
I love hard. Possessive, obsessive, feral kind of love. It’s the kind that could either build you an empire or bury you beneath it. Depends on how you treat me.