"if you want angry, blackout drunk fueled fights with strangers,
that's what he'll give you.
if you want nostalgic, sugar-filled summer sunsets,
he'll give it to you.
if you want to sleep into the late afternoon and whisper during breakfast,
that's what he'll give you.
if you want police knocking on the door at 2 am after an assault report,
he'll give it to you.
but if you want him to choke you, shove you, even strike you,
he won't.
because the last thing he'd ever want on this planet is to hurt you.
but he'd definitely hurt anyone that'd try to hurt you."
May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 5:58 PM UTC
"if you want angry, blackout drunk fueled fights with strangers,
that's what he'll give you.
if you want nostalgic, sugar-filled summer sunsets,
he'll give it to you.
if you want to sleep into the late afternoon and whisper during breakfast,
that's what he'll give you.
if you want police knocking on the door at 2 am after an assault report,
he'll give it to you.
but if you want him to choke you, shove you, even strike you,
he won't.
because the last thing he'd ever want on this planet is to hurt you.
but he'd definitely hurt anyone that'd try to hurt you."
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