6May
fuck me and toss me back on the floor.
This is the most important thing you need to know in your life.
The last my post was about returning your sweetheart (the person you fell in love with). I promised to tell you the result.
I called him hoping he didn't change his phone number. I said to him didn't he realized my voice. And then he painfully said: "Oh God, Polina. What's wrong? Why do you call?". He didn't want to meet me and I can't help my toungue from the bad-bad-bad words. He only laughed. And I didn't expect he to understand.
So. I haven't lost my pride and I am the same Polly, cause I did it, I loved him, I was trying to make things right, hiding the pain that deep in my soul. "Maybe, that's not your way, Polly, not your way."
Still now Adele's song in my mind: "Hello, It's me". She should know the song doesn't work.
"Don't you remember the reason you loved me?" Please, forget every word, every item I said. A girl on summer-breath was wright, but I should try. Now I know ~ that wasn't a good plan.
If you keep the past too much — the future will never come.
This's my recovery: to kiss how much lips I really need to forget him for good and all. You may judge me, call me as a slut or whore. I really don't care. I am the young girl and I wanna do whatever I want.
I can imagine the next my post: "How To Be a Heartbreaker" hahahahhah :// I won't cry anymore because of smbd.
And those thoughts weren't a instant wisdom. That's all. Thankx.
[ yours Polly, xx ]
The last my post was about returning your sweetheart (the person you fell in love with). I promised to tell you the result.
I called him hoping he didn't change his phone number. I said to him didn't he realized my voice. And then he painfully said: "Oh God, Polina. What's wrong? Why do you call?". He didn't want to meet me and I can't help my toungue from the bad-bad-bad words. He only laughed. And I didn't expect he to understand.
So. I haven't lost my pride and I am the same Polly, cause I did it, I loved him, I was trying to make things right, hiding the pain that deep in my soul. "Maybe, that's not your way, Polly, not your way."
Still now Adele's song in my mind: "Hello, It's me". She should know the song doesn't work.
"Don't you remember the reason you loved me?" Please, forget every word, every item I said. A girl on summer-breath was wright, but I should try. Now I know ~ that wasn't a good plan.
If you keep the past too much — the future will never come.
This's my recovery: to kiss how much lips I really need to forget him for good and all. You may judge me, call me as a slut or whore. I really don't care. I am the young girl and I wanna do whatever I want.
I can imagine the next my post: "How To Be a Heartbreaker" hahahahhah :// I won't cry anymore because of smbd.
And those thoughts weren't a instant wisdom. That's all. Thankx.
[ yours Polly, xx ]
