...of sex? Towels marked his and hers? Sorry, you won’t find that here. I have a fucked heart but I’m used to it. I’m different…there’s a part of me that wants a part of you. I almost feel bad but I have my reasons. I could be your blessing in disguise, your number one prize, but SURPRISE…I’m not. Remember what I told you about my heart? It won’t love you. It can’t love you. It hates people and it would rather be alone. I want to grow a garden. I dare you to stop me, get on top of me…actually, don’t. My heart won’t even feel a thing. Evil loves to follow me and I need you to just let me be alone. This goes beyond sex, beyond that stairway to heaven. I have a death wish and this life is so lonely. Just forget about me. I can’t give you my biological hi-lighter and i’ll NEVER look for you in a crowded room. You’re doomed if you stand by me. It’s not worth it, really…can’t you see? I never was the same again after that Summer…
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