Better Person

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I don't know what you and I are anymore,

I really don't.

I wished we weren't anything, to be honest.

I wish I'd never met you,

never thought I'd curse that day.

You make me go insane at 3 am,

you make me doubt my decisions,

you make me feel like shit every night.

But at the same time, you've made me a better person. 

Dear diary; I hate myself.Waar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu