I guess that’s what you wanted. 

I guess that’s what I was holding you back from. 

You’re not you. 

Or at least the man that I met, is not a real person. 

So confused and so hurt.

And somehow supposed to numb it all.

And for one second, there was hope.

…But just like that, it was buried.

I made you a promise.

I made you a promise
I made you a promise
I made you a promise.

Anonymous:
u from hawthorne?

Yeah, why?