well i had a big heart drenched post lined up, but in my need to expand my written vocabulary, it got x'd.
in the end, i guess i just feel lonely, and in need of someone to spend some personal some time with.
i miss my ex.....what a horrible realization.
SPOILERS! (Click to view)
The patch, the aftershave, the european cigarettes
The taxi, the alcohol that lingers on your breath
The lipstick, the street lamp, the woven overcoat
The front desk, you tell yourself, it isn't over yet
Second best, oh second best
I can learn to live with this
Plus I really need a rest
After all what's wrong with second best
What's wrong with second best
The motel, the distances, cave into kisses cold and wet
Familiar exchanges, like needle pulling thread
The empty movements that once were so inspired
Desperate attempts to fan the flame without a fire
The mattress creeks beneath
The symphony of misery and cum
Still we're jerking back and forth
And blurring into one
-ptl
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who is that in the spoiler...
listen to the get up keep...
good ol faggy get up kids....
girl must have be a b-i-t-c-h