Stitches in My Roller Coaster
You were on my mind at least nine tenths of yesterday, it seemed as if perhaps I’d gone insane. What is it about you that has commandeered my brain? Maybe it’s your awesome songs or maybe it’s the way when I look at your face I can tell that you’re not going to be stopping soon or even slowing down…
Tying yourself to me stitch up my emptiness ’cause you’re the death of me. Rolling dice and seeming queer. Bastard love, a sick affair. Let’s see what new disease you’ll fetch.
Orgy. Stitches.
And for the past few days, I have Andy starring in my dreams. Sigh.
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Jaren April 5th, 2008 at 11:59 am
hahahha.. hooked on stiches….