Everything seems to be exhausting me, no matter how much sleep or how much coffee I drink or how long I lie down, something inside me seems to have given up. My soul is tired.
I belong to you; there is really no other way of expressing it, and that is not strong enough.
I am going to hurt you.
You are going to hurt me
But we will do it with practiced fingers
and passionate mouths
and I swear to god
it will be worth something
sometimes being sad for no reason is worse than being sad for a reason cause there is absolutely nothing you can do to make yourself feel better