Control To Die For

You’re making my life a living hell. Ripping apart my heart and taking control of my life. Why the hell can’t you leave me alone? I am in a prison with no bars or chains…your rules and complications substitute these. Being free is just too much….you can’t live without your ultimate fucked up control.

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He will never know how deep her sea of love for him is… never. She can tell you one thing though.. He will always know that she loved him… and she will always be in his heart…

He was the gothic prince. His short spiked hair that stuck up in crimson red spears sharp enough to piece skin. The many spiked chains, necklaces, and bracelets on him which stood out distinctly near his pale white skin.