progression
Well, I've harbored these deep sentiments for you since 2002.
But, I'm working on it. And they presently, seem to be dissipating.
I like that.
I still think you're fucking hot,
incredibly gorgeous,
and impossibly hilarious
(and that you have a great, mother fucking body....ass... hmmmm. Yum. Sorry.),
but I'm letting them just be facts,
instead of facts that make me crave you all the more.
I mean, Shark is pretty goddamn sexy. I think... I would... Yum. :)
And I only bed girls, so like,
that is saying something about his attractiveness.
So you can be him, but one of my good friends.
Yenno what I'm saying?
Like, you're fuckable but I don't care anymore.
Because I dont feel like an idiot anymore. :)
And YOU. Robyn, oh you.
I would .... well, you know..... in a heartbeat.
But, I don't trust you.
Not that I don't trust you to tell you everything happening in your life.
I don't trust you with me
Because we both have the terrible problem of lying.
It's so harmful. I can't completely trust you.
But...
I still like you.
A lot.
More than the other one.
Who's been there for eight years, so that's saying something.
Hmmm, I like now.
It's care free. It's nice.
I like you ALL. :D
Kaaaay,
I'm done being silly.
This is all cause Mr. Coates blew my mind in philosophy
and now I am just glad to be alive.
But, I'm working on it. And they presently, seem to be dissipating.
I like that.
I still think you're fucking hot,
incredibly gorgeous,
and impossibly hilarious
(and that you have a great, mother fucking body....ass... hmmmm. Yum. Sorry.),
but I'm letting them just be facts,
instead of facts that make me crave you all the more.
I mean, Shark is pretty goddamn sexy. I think... I would... Yum. :)
And I only bed girls, so like,
that is saying something about his attractiveness.
So you can be him, but one of my good friends.
Yenno what I'm saying?
Like, you're fuckable but I don't care anymore.
Because I dont feel like an idiot anymore. :)
And YOU. Robyn, oh you.
I would .... well, you know..... in a heartbeat.
But, I don't trust you.
Not that I don't trust you to tell you everything happening in your life.
I don't trust you with me
Because we both have the terrible problem of lying.
It's so harmful. I can't completely trust you.
But...
I still like you.
A lot.
More than the other one.
Who's been there for eight years, so that's saying something.
Hmmm, I like now.
It's care free. It's nice.
I like you ALL. :D
Kaaaay,
I'm done being silly.
This is all cause Mr. Coates blew my mind in philosophy
and now I am just glad to be alive.