You seemed so kind at first, how easily you fooled me. You weren’t looking for someone to love, you were looking for a body to abuse. You lied, you made me feel cheap and slutty. The rumours became real to me, they become the reality to everyone else. I started to believe I was what you said I was because I was too afriad to call you out on your lies. You were always hurting me but I kept telling myself it was my fault. That you didn’t mean to. But I was wrong.
the girl who’s so done with you