nothing but your presence soothes me and your missed phone call from the disadvantaged field wreck my inside try not to think about it and move on, move up but my heart is not with me my heart is gone over dramatic responses to noramally everyday action I'm so stupid for missing your phone call gosh I need to smoothe this pain over I need to recognize drinking will not solve the problem but it sure makes it easier I love you faggot I love you so much i miss you from the field...

and my non-american americaness may come off as some 'wannabe' behaviour but my heart and my personality are shaped by my experiences marry me and make me normal I tell the world around just fucking make me normal marry me so I can become one of you one of the lost, adventurous souls that have never been lost with a history so short that vigour has kept you on top but i remain on the outside my drunken words comfort everyone and the tired drunken Indian sailor keeps no comfort ...

so what the fuck am I supposed to say how the hell am I supposed to feel you're toughing it out proving your manhood but you're dragging me down so we just met and we might have to part ways but I might not forget your delicious ways you bring me up and prove to me my heart is not in vain that clearer souls do run in pretty boys a man that makes me cry happy tears god bless america so the priti complex starts to appear the fear of being a spinster who ran away from settli...

you called for the first time today and now I can’t fall asleep you keep me up at night niggah and you can’t answer that kind of question I know you’re thinking about me right now And I hurt from the inside Cause I miss you more than I can bare How do I deal with this despair? I can’t be a victim to my heart again My baby My baby

so what the fuck am I supposed to say how the hell am I supposed to feel you're toughing it out proving your manhood but you're dragging me down so we just met and we might have to part ways but I might not forget your delicious ways you bring me up and prove to me my heart is not in vain that clearer souls do run in pretty boys a man that makes me cry happy tears god bless america so the priti complex starts to appear the fear of being a spinster who ran away from settl...

The invited significant never stops caring. When this love will finish, I don’t care to ask. He likes me for me and its kinda tearing me apart. Why you, I ask him? Why you? Those sappy love songs keep making more sense all of a sudden. A pure heart, a love that’s not dirtied by daddy’s abusive habits. 2 non issue people coming together to create a union of peace and love. Finally. I want to eat him up like a muffin with butter on top. Makes me salivate just thinking about him. ...

i miss you but i can't even talk to you I can't even attempt try to break up with you and watch you save the relationship I can't have a break down and sit in relaxation as I see you feel my pain i want to be infatuated (sp) with someone i can touch someone I have to prevent myself from being over reaching towards snail mail sucks and even then I have to be cautious without regular stimulation, my emotions have no guidance to me thats whats a relationship is about listening to you...