you said I'm gonna ******* I heard I love you you said you're hot I understand you're beautiful you slapped my *** I felt a caress you said it’s over I opened my eyes you said get away from me I felt cold
panic rises again I'm an ******* and I know that. truth was never one of my strengths not even towards myself.
I yearn for cernity but I don't really trust it for I am too afraid of pain I'd have to face. The pain that I'm causing everybody else by that is simply another truth I won't accept
a beer would be nice maybe five would be better I regret this
