just tell that anon to stop being a jealous little twat and all sour faced because they are probably 12 and are only saying this because your ex can wear a bra while this anons chest is about as prominate as a piece of paper :3
I ran away from you, now something is killing me.
You hang me up as a souvenir of what I couldn’t be.
And I should’ve crashed the car when I was all alone.
Escape from all I know.
You talk like someone else.