Don't try to fix me, 'Cause I like to be broken,
Don't file down my edges, 'Cause I like them sharp,
Don't pick me up, 'Cause I wanna stay down,
Don't think you're my savior, 'Cause you're not even close,
Don't give me your heart, 'Cause it'll come back in pieces,
Don't even try to steal mine, 'Cause you won't keep it,
And don't you ******** tell me you love me, 'Cause nobody ever means it
.So there I go, my day is an art form. Sometimes it'd be nice to have a time machine and go into the future. Maybe see if it's all worth it, cause lately all it seems to be is sad sad songs, and heartbroken pictures. I can't seem to remember how I felt 2 days ago. I was in love, madly and head over heels for him. Now 1 day goes by and I'm like ******** it! He's not worth it. But deep down I know that's a lie I love him for all he's worth. Which right now, is about 95 cents!
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