I have never been so lonely in a room so filled with people I would give anything for a match. I have 20 cigarettes and no fire. I never have fire. I will never have fire. remaining here is sparkless. and always will be. I don’t understand how getting up can make it better. there are no outs right now. I hear songs that were a hit three years ago and think they’re old. I think and I can’t figure out why that is. I only want men I can’t have.Birth sign: Scorpio
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