What a love.
What a love.
Exceptionally hurt.
Blue, the most human colour.
One day for me is a lifetime away from you.
I love you but you don’t love me.
I hate emotion so much. And hormones. And human nature in general.
What a catch.
“I think about why you can’t love me a million times a day.”
Ifyouwalkaway,I’llwalkaway.
I think I love you. But you can’t love me. It was one time. But. I don’t think I could go through it again.
My chemosensory organ occludes your phenethyl alcohol.
Wrkn it out.