Gone with the wind.

1:26 AM


Gone. Fucking hell, it's gone.
You should motherfucking drain down your whole head into the fucken toiletbowl too, Cherie.
Fucking disappointment you've caused your boyfriend.
Gone, I really wanted to plunge my hand into the toiletbowl and scoop it up when I realised the tissue I thrown in had the Necklace Bby gave me on our 7th month. Apart of me, fucking tore down, every nerve and muscle, frozen by the fear I was resurrected with, fucking hell, it's as thou I lost Bby too. )': Every cell rushed into my brain, I felt the hot tears running down, but it's gone..

I woke my Mom up to ask where does it go after it's flush down, fuck!
Almost impossible, if it's found.. FML.

I REALLY FEEL LIKE BANGING INTO A CONCRETE WALL RIGHT NOW.
WTF WAS I DOING? WHY DIDN'T I, WHY DIDN'T I REACT FAST ENOUGH TO STOP MY HANDS.
WHY? )':

Sorry Bby. Thanks for the memories.
)': )': )':

I know how much this precious gem means to the both of us, before I was given this beautiful gift, we quarreled, cos' of me too. Fucking hell. I know how unworthy I am to be adorned with this expensive gift from you. How you were taking pix after you put it on for me, I know, we both liked it.

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