Deep Down Girls Like When You Call Them Sluts

[spiritofregret]

Get over yourself, Josh Lucas. You don't know hurt. You don't know depression. You've never dealt with loss, or death. Only the death of yourself. That's a common thought. Kinda self-absorbed, aren't you buddy? To think that yeah, you might matter. You don't. You don't hurt like I hurt. I'm not you, Josh Lucas, but you're becoming me. Pull your hair back. You're too handsome to hide your face. Even in your dreams, don't hide your face

Cause I'll be there
and I want to see you.
Goodnight
-Me