miaullevi

i used to be a sweet heart, i used to be all right. i tell myself i love you, but i'm creeping every night. when i met you at the party, and i told you you were pretty, i was honestly just trying to score. but you made me wait a week
just to kiss you on the cheek, now it's breaking my heart to break yours.

i said i love you in the summer, but will i love you in the fall? i thought i wasn't like the others, guess i'm an asshole after all.

i'd be lying if i said i didn't feel bad, i've been trying but i just can't get to feel bad, when did i become one of the bad guys?