for al
late night seemed like early morning, but really, whats the difference. we fucked each other up. we cried. we lied. i never laughed that hard in my life. we killed each other, but killing never felt so fun. your smarter than most, and you use your brain like a tool to trick and fool. i look in the mirror, and i see you. we are too much alike. i want to be with you. i want to be there. i know it would be good for me. but i know that its better, to be alone. i envy your power. i love your beauty. i have your guitar and i play music though you. what is it like to be a wonderful friend? it is allison. it is you. a gem in the rough.
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