You see me as one of your roses, dripping with blood, wilting in your beautiful hands. You plucked me from the endless field of extraordinary women because I am ordinary and insecure and an easy target, and I will forever despise you for your cruelty. I wonder how many other flowers are choking in vases, wishing they had fought to stay in fields of grass instead of being imprisoned in glass castles, envied but unloved.
Harry's solo in Temporary Fix is my favorite...what would harry be like when the two of you are drunk and he calls a driver to come and pick you up? I LOVE YOU 💕💕