Medicine makes friends. It's so interesting to find out two guys sharing their problems could be the start of a fantastic relationship. Guess liking the same little skirt, could be a problem. What a messed up world this is. I sat here for hours, with a kind of comfort. He had failed. Although I know what that tootsie is like. Confused, very foolish and hopeless. It's nice to found out she still talks about me. Even if its a barrage of curses. Love never hurt us. Just tore us apart.
I've been so confused lately that I barely know my own needs and wants. I have woke up, with countless numbers of the fairer sex and none of them matter when they are laying next to me. Well maybe a couple."NO MORE" I scream inside. I make out they are painkillers. But lately my painkillers have been making the pain worse.
Raise your hands if you want to go on a liquor run. I wish I had more hands. Damn, I need a clumsy, young and awkward lover tonight.
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Love...love...love will tear us apart, again.
i'll be your young and awkward lover, but would be a bit wierd. your my cousin.
But still love ya.
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