this and that

Mar 08, 2009 04:16


I'm not your last chnace fuck that. don't make new feed you to the animals. hold my breath hold my hand. find me later I love your mouth. my greatest dream is waking up. the park the park the park the park I want to be in the park and hold this all down[hill]. nothing more than fallen logs and overgrown moss. long days and shorter nights. hope you last, hope you realize how much you needed me v. how much it hurt to need you. you hold this bait over yourself and I won't take it anymore. I'm never missing it again. I remember when you called me in tears and how I wanted to break and apologize but convinced myself to show you how far I could bend. maybe I was in love with you or maybe I was in love with the thought of you. either way looks like we both lost. either way we both have to constantly compete. it is what it is. that night we drove around the water, I wished it could be the way it was. the way it was the way it was.

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