
This is a representation of hatred in the mind of a teenager who was betrayed by someone else.
Category Poetry / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 50 x 50px
File Size 1.1 kB
You already know that I tell people upfront on how I feel. It's no one doing this to me though. If it was, it would be narrowed down to a girl, on FA, that reads my poetry, that promised she would be good for me. *points to watcher list*
THERE'S NO GIRLS ON THAT LIST.
...I think. :D
THERE'S NO GIRLS ON THAT LIST.
...I think. :D
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