Baby, it's your turn to
knock me down and make me
cry. It's only fair.
2/9
I just realized that I am an "ABCF".
American born Chinese Filipino.
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I always wonder why you stick around for me even when I say hurtful things. Unlike others you've sat there with me and tried hard to make me smile even when I'm upset or depressed. You don't stop. You're different. Why not leave me? You're just with another crazy and depressed chick.
I'll stop breathing one day.
I know it because I'll forget.
A simple drug.
I'll forget, I know it.
The daily dose.
I forget.
