be bad, be mine.
i mean, no offense or bittersweet irony.
some things are just better left unsaid.
some things are just better left untouched,
because they are more comfortable that way.

once healed, it will never hurt again. anymore.

the were times, i was some hundreds years young
and often let my emotions in the way, so humanly.)
now i am letting them in my way in a more pragmatic
and cynical way.

who am i to step on my own wealth?
i have rules to maintain and rule to keep.
kind of busy right now.

nothing cures better than one perfect sex, once failed.
might it be once in a lifetime, the healing process took place.

i know, i am selfish. i am unkind.
...
were i getting serious about this dexfection,
we would have already burned this place down with you, m?
talking about fireworks, fireflies and fire-something venicles.

@темы: our morbidly pleasant place, before sunrise