I’m hungry.

Posted: June 13, 2011 in hidden admonishment

I probably fuck up everything by feeling too much
but you’re peddling backwards which just

doesn’t work.

Please, don’t apologize to me.
It’s not what I want to hear.
I don’t want you to tell me you love me…

unless, on the off chance, you actually do.

The recurring pattern: You lie about your age.
I couldn’t understand it five years ago,
and I can’t understand it now.

$175 for the room.


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