there it is. has anyone ever told you about the fine line between hate and love? you better be careful. ‘when i cut someone off. . they’re cut off!’ is going to be imprinted on your headstone—that sits right next to my headstone, you p************. yes, yes, i get the point. you have it wrong though. i’ve already been offered marriage, the kind i could love another man as much as i want. you’re underestimating how fickle some people are, that marriage can just be a trophy type situation, a man being a part of the action even in the littlest of ways, him believing it’s worth it when all we’ve got to give him is a small peek every now and then of what hot loving actually is. i was reminded of the green eyes and green hair, had honestly forgotten about that, it is all la naturel now. i’m sorry if your taunting how much you don’t even like me doesn’t hurt. tell it to someone who actually believes you my love.
