thinking of you
how could one lose his sense of humor and not know it because in the first place you’re not here to fool around with?
and how can you smile like that in the photograph and not expect me to think about the bees and how your lips would taste when…
(sigh)
this is a tale of a boy called Leon who I think is in love and so now he’ll be damned
……….
To do:
an appointment with the shrink (anger management)
