Tuesday, July 19, 2011
did you want me to say what you said?
fascination. obsession maybe. not love. never love.
i scrub my body clean of love every morning and every night. i scrape and scratch until it all comes off because if i dont itll burn. it will fester and bleed if i let it stay.
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