prone2destruction

Sometimes you do the most stupid things when you think that no one's watching. That was how I first saw you. You were skinny dipping in that secluded lake you thought nobody knew about. I didn't want to break it to you that it had, in fact, belonged to me. The second time I saw you, I plucked up enough courage to speak to you. And sure enough you were just like them. You smiled when I commented on your mousy brown hair, and you bit your lip as if I'd meant it as a compliment. I didn't want to break it to you that it was not a compliment, but rather, in fact, a simple statement I'd had to conjure up to make you stay. When I walked back into