23 I'm not your f*cking doll...

I miss you. Damn, I really, really miss you and it's hurting me, killing me from inside out. You were such an idiot. You used me, you played with me like I was your little doll. But I still want you and I still miss you. Even now.

"Well, maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much,
but maybe this thing was a masterpiece,
till you tore it all up running scared,
I was there, I remember it all too well

Yeah, you call me up again just to break me like a promise,
So casually cruel in the name of being honest,
I’m a crumpled up piece of paper lying here, cause I remember it all, all, all too well"

All Too Well — Taylor Swift