- Hi, sweetheart.
- Hi.
Smoking my cigarre, when everything fell apart. The only way he tells me sweetheart is when he cheated again. It's like the first "I did" he says. Wondering why I still forgive him and why I can't forget him? Of course not. I wouldn't bother anyway. I cheat on him too. I feel desperate sometimes. I feel happy othertimes. But most of all, I feel insomniac. I know that he exhausts me and I know that leaving him for the other would be exactly what would get me out of this, but... again and again, and over again, I love watching him comeback to me.
I believe that's Elsa's story.
7 comentarii:
Maeve Binchy. :>
cine? eu? :))
asta-i cartea pe care o citesc acum:D
Stiam. :)) :>
pizda proasta
sinners, mars de pe blogul asta instant :) thank you, don't come again
Slabiciunile sentimentale ne omoara!Dupa un an in care am fost desparatiti,ne-am impacat din nou,desi sunt constienta ca motivele pt care ne-am despartit sunt inca prezente si probabl la un moment dat se va rupe iar...dar..
ma bucur ca v-ati impacat, zanuta buna :)
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