liar. | writing

The books and movies lied.
There is no one out there who thinks your demons are beautiful.
There is no one who will trace the lines of your curves and your tattoos
There is no one who will intrinsically get you

In the end, love stings.
You hold a gun to each others head and pray that they don’t pull the trigger first
Happily ever afters don’t exist
They’re for the realm of fiction and fairytales; and we all know those aren’t real.

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