I needed her like she needed the drugs.
Her tar covered pearls gnaw at my being every day, being the thing that personifies what scares me the most. Her hideous smile.

Sweet & Sorrow Sauce-

I get myself into shit that shouldn't be gotten in to.
And for that I am sorry. I do however hate it when I am wrong, but you were able to sense something was amiss when I couldn't. I just wish I would have listened to you when you said it.
You are more worthwhile then anything I have ever known
& I don't want to do what I did again. Ever.