you fuck it, friend

[_nowadays_]

there´s a lot i can´t manage now; you willing to approach me again, you living with someone else, you admiting that you´re an asshole and the fault is all on you. not that all these things matter; i´ve looked at you and felt nothing. blame it on the the months we haven´t seen each other, on the people that supported me and took all the crap,

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[_nowadays_]

he appeared on a trench coat that i would definetly kill to have and I didn´t even flinch, so you can imagine my mood towards him at the meeting.

he wants to put a rock above all the things and have me back again as a friend. i´m ok with the rock, but turning the other cheeck, hum, it´s not an easy thing to do.