You don't want me, you just want the attention.
Life is busy, and hard, and honestly I'm worn out.
I think that's why I play with the idea of you.
Honestly, I know it wouldn't work. Couldn't work. But you know me. No, you knew me. And I just want to sleep in your bed again.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
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