2012/11/07

Lovesick

Dear, I don't know what the hell is going on with you, but something ain't right.

You tell me that you love me than you go and leave me
Why you do this to me, baby?
I'm lovesick



Hahaha, no I'm not, just kidding.
And this time for real. I'm just confused with your FUCKING MIND!
I'm exhausted.
I guess I'll go home, in the clouds.



When I get less stoned, I swear I'll say something decent here.

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