michaelsparkle

baby maybe come back later next week cuz you see I'm on a losing streak.

The memory of her love is like a poison that courses through my veins.
Like the liquid and powder diet that I cannot escape. I need it - i hate it.
The reality of who she turned out to be just doesn't fit into my fairy tale anymore.

So I'm over it. Despite the promises I made. I need to quit this addiction to hopeless love and dead-end worthless women.

I'm back to the parade of heartless hook ups and mindless fucks.

now serving #23.