love is just like a fuckin piece of scrabby skin disease. fuckin itches you up, like a shot of LSD, the more you scratch the better it feels.
Butt the outcome is envisioned to be a constant, the result would be blood, and more infection, more pain and less satisfaction, more blood instead of more cunt
No scratch makes you feel fuckin unCOMFORTABLE, so should we just decapitate our fingers, and HOPE that the persistant itch scurry away!?!
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put calomine on it <g>
i think i lost you….. i dont fully understand how your comparing the concept of love to a scab or whatever the fuck your talkin about
Blacklight! Jeebus Fucking Christ, when’s the last time you’ve been here?! I read your post on Los Angeles….City of Lost Angels (lost or Dark forgive me for not remembering) I wanted to comment But i wasn’t logged on and when I logged on I couldn’t find it again. Could you tell me where it is? It was fucking amazing. True…all so true. I live in L.A. and to hear someone talk about downtown the same way I see it…it’s just something I appreciate. Thanks.