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Rainy days in Ticino, Switzerland.

You never see the Look on your face.

The looks you’ve given me have hurt my heart.

You’ve spoken badly about me.

You’ve spoken badly about my mother

My friends

My art

And I’ve been crying for two years and you didn’t give a shit. Not really. And you made me feel like the most horrible person in the world.

I changed my world for you. But that doesn’t seem to matter. I hurt myself from the stress and that didn’t matter.

So now I’ve decided to care about myself. To stop hurting. To stop putting myself in those places. And that upsets you. You have no idea how scared I am of you. How

Scared

I am of you.

And how hurt I am. You don’t think I am. You think I go through the day just fine.

You demean me. The pain I’ve felt. But I’ve dedicated myself to you. Completely. And thays what you want back. Someone. Dedicated to you. 100%.

But it comes at the cost of my life.

Fuck fuck fuck.

You never see the look on your face.

You think you are passive.

Blank.

Empty

But if I could mirror the looks on your face. You would see. Why I’m so scared. You treat me with the malice of others from your past. Even if you don’t see it. Because when you talk to me. You make the same face as when you talk about them.

I’m sorry that your actions have had consequences

His personality is charming.

All I can think of when he smiles is

“ wow he must be really nice. ”

His glasses look like dripping honey.

His glasses look like honey.

His gold frames remind me of honey.

I don’t think this golden boy could hurt me.

I’m so sad.

Hello boy with honey golden frames.

I hope you liked the tea.