Joely..
You were my best friend...
Can I phone you?
"I am busy"...
Smile
Brushed with a feather...
Her heart is beating
and her soul shines brighter than the stars...
I guess it's all well and good
You are happy, I am screwed...
I feel like cutting
I want to die...
I wait.
There she comes...
I open the journal
I read the story...
They say it gets easier
As we breathe deeper...
Perfect waist
A kinky taste...
So tired...
The drugs are bringing me down...
I smelt you before I could see you.
I thought you said this was over but...