It was good to hear your voice,
It was good to know you were okay,
And that you didn’t hate me.

After all this time your still there.
It hurts like hell.
But I love pain.
There’s no medicine, no remedy.
Only your voice to soothe me.
Make me cry.




They call me coffee cuz I grind so fine

They call me coffee I keep you up past 2 am

They call me coffee because I’m really bitter and most people don’t like me without changing some aspect of what I am

Why do you have to be like this.. ):

I don’t wanna argue anymore..

I can’t do anything without being yelled at by someone.

I feel so helpless. It’s so hard to keep you happy… It seems like anything I say or do makes you mad, I feel like I can’t talk to anybody without making you mad… And just talking to you about it makes you mad so I never bring it up. It’s so hard for me. I keep so much in, because when I try to bring it up you don’t want to hear it.. I just want to stop arguing about all these small things. I wanna be happy with you, not constantly arguing, I feel like you think I’m like trashy or something cause I post a picture on Facebook.. Idk I just feel like you would rather be with someone else someone prettier, smarter and who won’t hurt you like I do. ),: