I get this feeling that you are stuck on the need to have a conversation but you don’t know how to start. I mean it’s not like you can hurt me anymore than you already have so say fuck it and let’s talk.
How will you react when I stop reacting or responding? Was it just the taboo of student /teacher that you were fascinated by? Our flame or I should say my flame for you has lost its heat and is just a smoky wick with no burn left.
I’m guilty…I’ve always been a chaser and injector…always chasing relationships or injecting myself into groups or situations where I’m only wanted…I’m done with that shit , if you want me let me know I ain’t chasing shit anymore
My niece and nephews father’s funeral today. Drug addiction and recovery is a life long illnesses…i repeat the word illness. Blaine succumbed to this illness and left behind 2 young children. He was only 32#recoveryiifelong
It’s still hard not to want to strike up a conversation with you , but I know that you don’t care. Wonder how you will react when you figure out the feelings I had for you are no longer there.
It’s so hard not to talk to you, but I’m sure you don’t feel the same. I spill my feelings on the floor and you just walked away. I tell you I messed you and get a awe that’s nice…now what’s your name?