Last night I wanted to die. Not because of What you said. What hurt was That I hurt you, And there is Nothing worse.
I’d sooner Slit my wrists Than do that On purpose. So I ask For forgiveness. You know You’re worth it.
Officially disguised as a Canadian
Last night I wanted to die. Not because of What you said. What hurt was That I hurt you, And there is Nothing worse.
I’d sooner Slit my wrists Than do that On purpose. So I ask For forgiveness. You know You’re worth it.