C39 Rose

Erm….what is going on?

What the fuck was really happening?

I mean, some seconds ago, I was crying my eyes out and now, I'm about to be kissed by

someone I dreaded the most.

On the lips.

I would blame it on the fucked up therapy medications, they've got my head all twisted up. I

couldn't doubt the small fact that what I was involving myself with had fanned a dead part of

me back to life