"Hold my breath

One…two…

And

I'm

Gone

Because baby,

When I hit three our second chance hit the floor

And

I hit the gas

((crashing through the front door without looking back))

Because

I'm done with the fighting,

I. won't. beg. anymore.

For you to stick around.

'Is she that important to you, darling?'"

10:39am


A.N.: good goddess, how much more of this can I take..?