but i have an open door policy when it comes to blame.
hold your breath because you'll only make things worse.
once said, always said. i will hold the past over your head. i'll speak my mind whenever i feel slighted. i am hellbent on extracting all of my revenge. so take heart, sweetheart, or i will take it from you.
you are a fingernail running down the chalkboard i thought i left in third grade.
no, you're not the first to fall apart. but always the first one to complain. you better get careful or you'll compromise e v e r y t h i n g you are.
can you feel your heartbeat racing? can you taste the fear in her sweat? you've done this wrong. it's too far gone. these sheets tell of regret. i admit that i'm just a fool for you.