Spouting out all this hate && rage on my computer screen (I could never say all this to your face) I can say anything
(&& you won’t doubt my fidelity THIS TIME) and it won’t matter because you’ll never see this so:
First of all, I love you && I miss you(so much that my chest is aching (heartbreak really does hurt)) && (Second of all) I
don’t know why you .! I love(d) you more than anything, && I have no addictions other than YOU
(your taste && your touch && your love give me my fix) so maybe you see why I’m so confused. I wish you’d just tell me
instead of giving me that bullshit line (“We can still be friends”)-- I don’t WANT to be your friend, I want to be your lover (darling) && WHY am I never good enough?
Jeremiah, your Alice is no whore-she’s just a misguided teen whose friends are never sober (but that DOESN’T MEAN she drinks along with her freaks)&& you were saving her from them…before you let her go.