I hate you.
-“princess.”the name you called me no matter how many times I told you I hated it. The only other person to ever call me it was the same person whos the reason I cried to you at 3 am in your room, the reason it took me 3 months to say yes. Everytime you’d call me it I’d see his face above me. I’d feel my heart skip a beat, not in a sweet way but in a way that made me scared, like I was right back In that bedroom again. I hate you for so many reasons, but this is the one that hurt the most when you thought about it the least. Fuck you. I hate you with all my heart