Someone to love me.
Someone to love me.
Isn’t it funny?
I could show up on your front door step after I’ve gotten done at the gym and find you with someone else.
You could lie to me when you open the door and say “I don’t know I’m fucked up”
But I stay because I just want someone to love me.
You could abuse me with your words and your hands and leave scars.
But I stay because I just want ...
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