Saturday, 20 March 2010


i'll let you walk all over me. you can use me and get away with it i'll let you abuse me and steal my sutff all just for a small price: a bit of attention. you can borrow my clothes and never return them i would spend my lunch money on your pack of smokes i'll treck across the fucking state just so you can see me for a few hours i'll get lost on the way home i'll get mugged on my way back i'll be murdered before i reach your destination but i wont tell you cause i dont want you getting worried i'll be the one everyone jokes about i'll be the bait for your pranks i'd take all my clothes off for you just cause you said you were cold i'm the one that opens the foor and lets you in first i would jump off a bridge if you told me too. i will burn out the sun if you say its too bright.. i'll do anything so say as long as your looking in my direction

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