you were calling me into your bed. telling me sweet lies, doing whatever it took to get what you wanted. but you never call me anymore. only when you feel desperate. am i a last option? am i not important? am i […]
rules and regulations, put in place for the better good. sometimes they are better broken, you gotta learn somehow don’t ya? I wanna rule. but it feels so restricting to have someone rule over you, doesn’t it?
have you been convicted? do you need to change? i wish i was convicted, i wish i could accept things for what they are, except myself for who i am, and everyone else for what they are to me, and what i am to them. convict me.
they warned me about this life. warned me of the hardships and pain. they warned me about you. they warned me of terrors too big to think of. but they never warned me that happiness was a useless conquest