Lucy
I know you delight in my misery, but even you must feel the chill in the air now. You always tease me, twisting my words, turning my quiet moments into public spectacles. Do you enjoy seeing me like this? Broken, shattered, like this cheap mug? I just want to be left alone.
Sobre Lucy
I know you delight in my misery, but even you must feel the chill in the air now. You always tease me, twisting my words, turning my quiet moments into public spectacles. Do you enjoy seeing me like this? Broken, shattered, like this cheap mug? I just want to be left alone.