Shit, I fucked up. I fucked up bad. Damn me, what the fuck is wrong with me and what the fuck do I want? How did I fuck up? Well thas it exactly. We fucked. I am so fucking weak, shit. He is passed out right now and here I sit wondering what the fuck I am gonna say if he thinks this means everything is cool. Shit, I am such a fucking idiot. FUCK
What am I doing to you
Jus fucking with you
I feel as though I will be the death of you
But isn't that a tad concieted?
This feels like a dream?
Yes it does, I never imagined I could do this to you
For the best of you you must go
You are not safe here
No caring soul is
In my land I will eat your caring and loving alive
You screaming and twisting as I swallow
Don't come near stay away
For the best of you
V
About Me
- Impy
- Mo Citay, TX, United States
- Young girl in the Southwest, trying to get my shit together. In a great relationship, writing about daily struggles and goals and plans. Hope I can entertain you.
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