Like a thief in the night,you are stealing life from me.
You kiss me deeply with hurt, three days in a week.
When night is near, and I am about to go to bed, you whisper into my ear:
"I have not been serviced and I need some."
You forget I have feelings, bruising me passionately.
I see delight in your eyes, personalized into life.
I wonder if I made a mistake knowing you, help me believe!
Help me trust!
Give me hope!
Personality Psychology 301... I don't like you rough, take it easy and smooth! -And if you continue to try me, i will OSAMA you.
~Psychologists DO NOT read peoples minds. *FYI*
Disappearing. - In a bid not to become your mother, you have become the women your dad fucks to remind himself what a real human being feels like. he has turned your moth...
4 weeks ago