If you ask me where I'm from, I get all confused and irritated. I finally thought of a location that will let you create assumptions that I'm comfortable with...............
Published on October 11, 2004 By propagandhi In Philosophy
With your cut body and your moviestar smile. Be my man forever or only for tonight. Make me feel more precious with your presence.
Your smile keeps away unhappy thoughts and we can be each other's bitches for the rest of our lives.
Why am I such a bitch?
Why do I keep on reffering to forever?
I keep lying to myself saying that forever is not what I need or want.

But I just want to be loved God Damnit.
Perhaps thats what this current stream of depression is all about.
I'm fucking lonely.
No fucking shit.

And the whiteness doesn't go away.

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