I yawn and sit up when she does, standing and heading to the bathroom. Closing the door behind me, I wash my face as images of the past flash through my mind. I block them out and calm down before headed back out, sitting at her side.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
When your heart gets pierced with arrows, don't rip them out and pierce those around you in retribution for your hurt. You'll only unnecessarily wound others and bleed to death yourself. — LadyMysterio