Winters of Sin City

I've given people a chance, love.

The town presented family, friends, women, men, and good times, but each one left me feeling heartbroken. No one has made it past the task at hand, and I punched a Jewish girl in the head, her name was Riches. I saw it coming and it feels like I've been living in two worlds ever since. The group was nice but mean, and I can feel that they were trying to prevent me from leaving. What they wanted is not what I wanted and in between the two worlds I had given them my desires, but they did not know what to do with my love. They abused it. Edicate,was the one I cared for, and currently, edicate isn't around, and I dont believe they're going to be in my life again. I'm to worried to try.

Another day I had sex in the back seat of a car, her name is now Angel. Beautiful as they come and adventurous. I'm the flaw, it has been proven I'm too needy, emotionally unstable, and angry, and she's noticed. She went down on me in a rental, and I loved it, but I also loved the thought of dieing in my time of need. We shifted lanes and left everyone in the dust as I managed to take us to every wrong location and wrong event possible in the night. It was wierd, and as my ESP peaked throughout the day I bought lemon pie in the morning and drove throughout the night until I found the perfect street with two high walls miles away. Her body amazed me and how comfortable she used it has me in awe. It doesnt feel like the right time though.

I'm still looking for you. I've never forgotten for a moment that you might exist. What I'm looking for is love for my demons, and a person who isnt afraid of the aftersights of hell. To be able to love someone for their light of life, and not be used as another fucking weapon. Flow.