I have so many things I want to say, so many things I want you to know. Yet I know it doesn’t even matter anymore…
fuck me good,
fuck me long,
fuck me numb.
love me now,
when I’m gone,
love me none.
Why does love have to hurt so much when it’s not evenly perceived…. when you love someone, want them, think about them constantly… yet, they just don’t feel the same & you know it. It’s a real shit feeling, man. I hate it.
I need better looking legs damn it
I don’t know what I’d do without the word “fuck.” I’d probably just fucking stutter with every fucking word I fucking said.
