BABE,
are you okay? am I okay? ARE WE OKAY?
if I could tell the truth I'll tell you that I'M NOT OKAY actually my dear
how come?
I go home and you just come
I'm at home and you're still there
I go to sleep and you're still there
I wake up in the morning and you're still dreaming
I start my activity and you just text me
I text you and suddenly you come and I've to go home again
and it happens regularly like a fuckin' SHIT cyclic of our life
gettin' harder, right?
BUT ....
THIS IS OUR CHOICE, RIGHT?
and it is part of its consequences
FUCK
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