No more passionate love than destructive love... REMEMBER I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU AS I CLAW YOUR FUCKING THROAT AWAY. IT WILL END NO OTHER WAY. IT WILL END NO OTHER WAY.
This is the last 3 years of my life. Sick sick sick, i loved the abuse, i loved the pain, i hated it... actually... i don't think anyone will ever love me the way he loved me... we found each other... we created the other... we were beautiful together... we tried to destroy the other and ourselves... because that's what lovers do. this shit is all fucking folly... in the end though... there was no hope... so now i will just go on like it never happened, trying to be some sweet and lovey creature... when you say a person is "your love" and you lose them and realize you were literally channeling all love for anything out of that person... your situation seems pretty fucking bleak after that...
we had the coolest fucking life together. him and i saying fuck it all, fuck you and you and you, and yes we're going to throw food at each other in the grocery store, yeah we're going to fight the fucking police together... fuck yeah we did it all, baby, i fucking miss him so bad.
unhealthy shit, man. therapy sesh, cus i need to. thx, tool!!!