should’ve stopped at seven..!
i: lust you couldn’t wait, you couldn’t understand, and so you talked me from indecision into action into regret into wounds that have now healed for the most part, but have the rather nasty habit of re-opening with alarming frequency. ii: gluttony i gorged myself on hope and pathetic dreams, on my painfully innocent belief in you and me, in a future that ended neither in dead ends nor in cliffs..
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2015. 9. 21. 06:56