Wednesday, December 31, 2008

obsession

you're all i think about.
i can't get enough.
you make me sick.
(i make me sick.)
love..
everything in my world
is messed up.
i'll always have you
to run to.
(whether i want you or not.)
you're always in my head.
i can't get rid of you.
it's a beautiful thing.
my drug of choice.
i'm sorry, family.
i should have warned you
what you were dealing with.

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