I need to be told, in a believable way, just where do I stand. Like Maria.
No one deserves to be treated like this. For two fucking months, she has disappeared from my life but she is still in (this) country. I'm a big Boy, not like her Polish Boy. I can take it. Use me some more, if that was what you were doing, Maria. Tell It Like It Is.
You do not need to protect me from you, and you shouldn't think you have to protect yourself from me either. You told me (and I have seen it to be true) that you (try to) remain friendly with all your ex-boyfriends. Then why are you making an exception with me, babi?
Of course, all the beautiful things she said to me could have been lies. But they were so beautiful, there were so many of them, I never heard it from any other woman. I am hungry for more.
I need to be told, or I need to hear more lies. I didn't quite die enough yet.
LET'S JUMP OFF THE CLIFF, TOGETHER, MI AMOR.
Post je objavljen 28.11.2007. u 12:29 sati.