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And I hate that I can't be near you. I can't touch you, smell your skin, feel you. I hate that I have become a whiny, selfish, stupid, insecure, fucking asshole. Why did she have to come back into your life? Why did she have to be so cool, so funny, so thin, so great? Why can I not get past this? You said I had nothing to worry about, but you said it was because she is married and has a kid. So what?! I wasn't worried about you fucking her. I was worried about you loving her. Because she is far better than I could ever be.
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what's it to you?
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