Jan 2012
When I'm drunk
I think about you.
Ironic.
I just want to purge you,
but I'm not that masochistic,
because missing you
will never be harder
than not missing you.
I think about you.
Ironic.
I just want to purge you,
but I'm not that masochistic,
because missing you
will never be harder
than not missing you.
(35/M/Texas)
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