i wanted, but i couldn't, so it ends here.
there are a lot of things i could not give. a whole fucken lot.
yeah this hurts. it fucken does.
but if really, this one you're dealing with, is looking for *the* one, and it can't be fucken you, then where do you go?
i still want to burn my sheets, just so everybody knows. then i can blow the ashes away.