Floored. Aghast. Shocked. Sad.
These are two people our children look up to, two people that have found themselves in violent relationships and know first-hand how not sexy it is.
Can abuse possibly be glorified more?
As long as the wrong feels right
It’s like I’m in flight
High of a love
Drunk from the hate
It’s like I’m huffing paint
And I love it the more that I suffer
And right before I’m about to drown
She resuscitates [...]