yeah with my four year english..im not good at writing at all....but whatever..-_-
i love you. i love you too. what do you want me to do? i want to glue a piece of your skin onto mine so i can remember your smell. the smell that warms up my everyday cold inner skin. we cant be together because oh i cant handle love. because oh i need to sarcrifice my own desires for others happiness. but...i was not appreciated. my effort can only be looked at as my bitchyness and so i failed. again.
i like being touched but please dont call me a slut. for i get no love in my what so called "home". please touch me and show me you love me. give me your love, harrass me. rape me or even beat me up. just show that you care. just give me attention. oh, please dont call me a slut....