I lost. You did'nt.
You're the only one who gets me. Im sorry.
Im sorry for the things I done. But mabye it wasn't cuz of me,this happen.
It's like you blame me for the shit that happen, and yes,
I told them, about you.About us.About the rest.
I take so mutch shit from you, from everyone. And you know, I can't do this more. I can't take this anymore.
When I saw us in the mirrow, I just couldn't undertsatnd what a fuck I was doing. And I had to talk to someone. About it, about what a fuck I saw that day.
I didn't mean to hurt you,I love you sweety.
You took away a lot of stuff from me , so don't tell me, its my foult. I lost a lot because of you, cuz of us.
What have you lost? Nothing! Bby It's not my foult. Its our.
Bby, its our foult
Our.
Not yours.
Not mine.
Ours.
<3
Du vet vem va?
tror det . om vi tänker på samma person ? du vet vem jag tänker på .