And who cares if they fall one or two more, and all other cares, time passes and as usual, but coca is still worth the same and I now charge more, bla bla bla, I like to digress, I decide to stay at home for months without a social life because society makes me sick, and now I decide to leave everything I can and more, and too much alcohol makes me vomit. I want to live forever to see them all die so many deaths will enjoy, others will hurt, collateral damage ...
The anguish in the breast will always be, that fucking vacuum is not filled by a lot of drugs that target, but ... and who cares, live with it and take the ass otherwise.
I like to walk barefoot and feel the cold reaching begins in the soles of my feet and ending with a cramp in my teeth, today is nice day, my emotional states change rapidly, I feel fine now.
And you say we're just friends, but as you mention do not hear you, I read your lips because I can not stop looking at them thinking again and again you need to know. I want to try.
I still got an hour to leave work, I get bored and want to smoke ... I have no snuff, stupid auto no-smoking policy more than two cigarettes a day, I'm irritated. I get angry, what where your lips refusing a kiss?
If I think too much it hurts my brain, I notice every thought releasing a slight discharge Sometimes I click behind the eyes.
and walk along the beach in the rain, and go into the sea ... Where are those lips? ... and never return.
for trouble in the chest, that fucking empty ... never goes away.
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