I dont know someone stupider than me its like you can keep my hopes up at any point from the curve i might be near death and my stochastic heart hopes for all the lies you tell to magically become true and the entire body jumps into action to my own well known demise I got to the point that I become disgusted at myself simply for wanting to kiss the lips that called me a whore after i found out they were looking for other ports to land deep but my port is dry lonely how could this happen to me? said everyone that that happened to them so what? i cant believe that I, me, moi am here and i really get all that light and sparkles when you sex me for a few minutes and hug me just to justify the months yiou hold my heaert capticve in your brutal hands you never cared about nothing at all and that is not news how am i here? how am i still crying over this same corner like i said i dont know no one stupider than me do we all have clarity like that? yet following our hearts you...