You're a fucking liar.
How pitiful of you... and me.
I despise myself for getting tangled in your web of lies.
I believed every word you said even before they were put into action, only now do I realize that what you said was never put into consideration. Or it was and it failed.
Just shuttup and take your words back.
"Even heaven feels like hell without you."
The ticking-time-bomb-heart-of-mine has finally exploded. The tick-tick-ticks have stopped sounding; I don't love, I don't hate, I don't care & I don't know. I don't need to love nor hate. What is there to care for or know?
I know I love you. I know you hate me. Or at least that you should. I know you don't know. I know you shouldn't care.
Bombs cannot be fixed, but they can be replaced.
I'll use an alternative- your bomb.
Or maybe I'll use a plastic bottle to replace the empty space in my ribcage.
:)
Fact: I don't want to dream anymore. Why is it that Dreamland is the only place I can see you and be happy with you?
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