a millions hearts are broken

every single day: stop acting like yours

was something special

"i run a hot-dog stand, so for me everyday is payday!"

if you had to choose would you kill your own blood

or your true love?

drowning or hanging?

"i like my coffee like i like my men: black and with enormous cocks"

she held me in a death grip for

eight minutes sobbing and shaking

about i didn't know what

"we should get drunk together tonight. call me"

of course we don't get drunk together

tonight is a different place

a different planet

close your eyes

and i'll stop

i swear

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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