MY UTERUS FEELS LIKE IT HAS BEEN STABBED BY A MORGUL BLADE
'Cause I'd rather fight with you
Than laugh with another.
I’d rather freeze in your arms
Than be warm under covers.
And I’d let you hit me before
I’d ever let you hit the floor.
And I’d rather choke
Than to breathe in your absence.
I’d rather feel your wrath
Than feel another’s passion.
And I’d rather die on the day
That I give you a kiss
Than spend the rest of my life
Knowing I never did.
I’m trying to prove a point to my mum and teachers
Literally had one three days ago