6 months of you.
"OF YOU", off you...
Why can't you just come back?, let me guess, you're sad.
Deeply Sad.
Well, fuck you...
Fuck You
Fuck You
Fuck You.
You always knew how to make me laugh, you made me so happy...
But it wasn't 6 months of you.
Was a year...
A fucking entire year.
"They can give me pills or let me drink my fill.. The heart wants to explode far away where nobody knows."
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