If you can’t handle me at my worst; you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.
I don’t know what I should say to you. I can’t decide whether or not you’re worth swearing at. I don’t know if I should forgive you or leave you. But regardless you ripped my heart and thought stitching it back with apologies was good enough. Well baby it wasn’t. The stitches came loose and right now I just need somebody to sew me back together.