be bad, be mine.
i am restoring.
i call people back by my side.

and they return, with a definite happiness, felt inside.

me, going to the central mansion in a couple of months,
begging Ryu to forgive my attitude will come as no surprise.
that is showing not my wise side, but the fact i never learn.

in these terms. i do not let go. i call back.
i call it using, covering the fact of need.

fuck. i am still so much high to grow up.

i can call it my highness favourite hobbies.
but those, who teach me know i am actually failing myself.
even though it pleases me, it is pleasant and it will please.

when i actually will be strong, i will need no one outside home.
even for play.

sad, sad. but let us yay for the fact i am going to lives again.
guitars, cigarettes, the guys i adore and no sex, no sex, no.
just music, absolutely heavenly. <3.

i should learn one day, someday, maybe i do not know.
for now it is - thank you for coming back when i call out.
ehem./

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