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I want to hate you
It’s not a matter of if I can’t or I won’t
It’s not about if I really do ( and I don’t )
The feeling that I loathe
There’s something about you I don’t want anyone else to have
I don’t think I’ve had a first love but I want you as my last
I can’t bring myself to let us pass
Subconsciously I want to put away and stash
All the feelings that flood my mind
you’re my Natural Disaster
I want to hate you
heartbreak insomniac (via unexpected-memory)
many have told me that they prefer to express themselves through art than through writing because words are too predictable. i find that to be the most comforting thing about writing. maybe the reason i’ve fallen in love with poetry …
heartbroken insomniac
