But we were different now. I wanted only his pain, and judging from the girl he’d come home with last night, Madoc was still the same. A user.
Dip your toe in every ocean and try everything and anything.
My eyes burn with tears, and I'm so tired. So tired of holding back everything I feel and want to say. So tired of being someone I'm not and making mistakes that I didn't have any fun making.
Misha, my best friend who got me into bed and fucked me with a lie.
She can be a nightmare, but this still feels better than any dream.
I'm going to hell. I'm pretty sure she'd going to drag me there herself.