January 2012
Hurt.
I’ve been making the selfish decision. I know I’ve done wrong, and I did nothing to change it. I can say it’s my fault every time, but it won’t change nothing. I pulled the last straw. I held on and I slip my grip. I lost someone I loved, and she isn’t even dead. I could say I deserved it. I could say it wasn’t made to be. I could say I wanted everything I...
I don’t think I can be stopped from this point on.
Ventilation by Curren$y & Alchemist
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