you are my chocolates and cigarettes, when i have...
im full of fury. ah.
PMS. need some ink. GET ME FOOD. i need some air. i need some space. some time. to think.
i will never
be happy, unless i confront all of this, and be true to myself.
for a long moment. i doubt we’ll ever be the same again.
hear me out.
it seems it’s a regular. putting up with your sly shallow shit. taking digs at me where ever you can. lucky the days are few and far between. but, i never disrespect your conservatism. so don’t disrespect me. and don’t laugh in my face. you’re a soulless bitch, and lucky for you. my sister (and now conveniently yours) will always be on your side. you’re age...
today held good surprises.
if i can
get through the next 5 weeks, i will be a third of what i dream to be. maybe finally i’ve set my path in front of me?
i can't wait to have a tough dog.
ima have an english bull terrier. ahh…
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come home and fuck me.