you pull out all the stops, but never quite make it. it's so sickening it's stick-a-finger-down-my-throat sickening. that's how love works. or at least for now.
i'm a magnet for disaster, always been, chances are, always will be. maybe that's why i've been so single. it's been so long, i lost count already. and it's not just a state of mind, it's a
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