Yaya Cottman
I’m 18 and I’ve been writing for 10 or 11 years. I write nothing but the truth
Yaya Cottman
I’m 18 and I’ve been writing for 10 or 11 years. I write nothing but the truth
I’m 18 and I’ve been writing for 10 or 11 years. I write nothing but the truth
I’m 18 and I’ve been writing for 10 or 11 years. I write nothing but the truth
I would say I’m healing ❤️🩹 and I would blame the world for my lonely nights where I stay up and be clutched and trapped in my head
But I can’t, I can’t blame love because love isn’t a person but the one whom I shared my love is
I keep praying for the right one but I can’t blame god because i was rushing to have that bond wit somebody and I fucked up trying not to trip on the stage
You told me ...
You broke my heart as I try to make it up to you
I guess my love and loyalty meant nothing and you talk as if our relationship doesn’t include two
I have been shot in the heart full of broken shard pieces
U look and speak of an angel but ur tongue and bible slither of lies blinding my ears with secrets
I kept telling my self this is toxic and I’ll leave but ur heart is hooked onto mines and I can...