I don't know.
I don't know anything right now . . . .
My friends, come and save me!
Withering in pain
Decaying of loneliness
Losing all traces of hope . . .
So much love . . . I might start to choke
I hope you do too
It practically became a type of acid
. . .a more powerful type than any other known on earth.
It burns through your muscle and leave you looking as if your body had been decaying for years.
[and] This is how you make my heart feel, even after you broke it.
Except the butterflies are now . . . sharp.
So, like it or not.
Just don't be a jerk
. . . maybe, I dunno.
I like it.
"If you truly love someone . . . take a chance, [and] let them know
because you never know when that lovely someone, will be someone elses."