Nobody knows that this weekend I drowned in red wine and filled my lungs with pot till I stopped breathing.
I've never felt so much and so little at once. Being this deluded and stalking her page made me feel.
I felt her everywhere.
When I said I see her when I'm high I wasn't kidding it wasn't a joke.
I told her something. I said
"I wish I could hold you and protect you from everything that's hurting you even though one of those things is me ''
She looked at me with a sad smile and hugged me.
We then cuddled for a while till I realized this is all in my head.
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Poetrylove /ləv/ noun 1. an intense feeling of deep affection. lust /ləst/ noun 1. very strong sexual desire. miss·ing /ˈmisiNG/ adjective 1. (of a thing) not able to be found because it is not in its expected place. 2. (of a person) absent from a place...
