Feb
19th
Thu
19th
and then there was him.
sometimes idon’t know why iput up with his shit all the time.
all the wasted hours, the wasted energy trying to satisfy him.
& feeling un appreciated in the end.
ilove him, but i’m not in love with him.
ineed him, but yet idon’t.
idon’t wanna lose him, but he keeps pushing and pushing me away.
and tells me what iwant to hear, but doesn’t show me what iwanna see.
but yet, istill keep holding on.
Je t’aime, et pourtant, je ne le font pas.