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i officially have no name to what i want. its not chris. its not giora. its not taylor. its nothing. (maybe marghe, but wtf are the chances of that happening? unless i get my ass to nyc this weekend)
i've got so many people yet almost none i connect with. i've got my rents, chris (in a different way), marghe, manu, esther(but shes in germany now) and brent.
but who am i kidding ? no one i know cares that much. i have nothing romantic going on and it sucks. plus, i'm falling hard. everything sucks in a comfortable way. and all i want to do is call you, but of course after saying that, i won't want to. thats how fucking fickle i am. i'm back to nothing.
i can't help but miss you all over again. we weren't in love, but it doesn't seem to matter now. i hate myself for pretending that was what it was.
i don't know what i want at all. no ones gonna catch me,...but i wish you would.
i've got so many people yet almost none i connect with. i've got my rents, chris (in a different way), marghe, manu, esther(but shes in germany now) and brent.
but who am i kidding ? no one i know cares that much. i have nothing romantic going on and it sucks. plus, i'm falling hard. everything sucks in a comfortable way. and all i want to do is call you, but of course after saying that, i won't want to. thats how fucking fickle i am. i'm back to nothing.
i can't help but miss you all over again. we weren't in love, but it doesn't seem to matter now. i hate myself for pretending that was what it was.
i don't know what i want at all. no ones gonna catch me,...but i wish you would.