bite marks by Angela Thomas You text messaged me and it read, stop playing, let me come over and make love to you.So, then you came over, and we fucked. You rolled off and I tried to fall asleep. There was no talk, there was no holding, you didn't even pretend like you cared, at least you used to do that. Then, you tried to use the line that I don't love you, that I'm just in it for sex, but you still don't want to be with me. You still won't see me in the day. You still won't spend time with me where other people might see us. You still won't talk to me. We're like vampires is all. Tearing each other to peices, sucking all the marrow and the life out while leaving scars that aren't visible but always hurt. And we do it all in the dark. 06/26/2004 Posted on 06/26/2004 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 1 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)