Dear Ana
Sometimes I wonder why I love you so. When you destroy me. Make me obsess over the little thing, and make me despise the thing that keeps me alive. You lured me in when I was 9. I now know why I love you. It’s because you give me control. But in reality, you are controlling me
But not anymore
“Let them eat cake”
From.. Mars
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