I'm pretty sure we're both thinking to ourselves,
If only they knew how much I really do love them, there'd be no question who loves who most because no one can love someone as fucked up as I am as much as I love them. They're perfect.
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Slick Depression
RandomI pour my heart and soul into you. I give you my time. My money. My love. My trust- something I don't give freely And I'm still not enough. **gets better as you go, I promise** Inspired by @revengeavenue Self Restoration. Amazing poems in there...
