13 June 2012
Laughing at me; telling I play with dolls, That I'm too old to float, too young to fall.. I never hated you my love, for being on the deep end of surrender and calling yourself all grown, Saying you're free, free to throw yourself in front of old age jocks, to crawl in your guts, 'it's so good, it doesn't hurt anymore'
My dearest friend; there's two end to this all, standing tall and proud, or being a thrall, we each chose parts that we were not endorsed. But this became your struggle, what you're solely intended for, hated me; for I wasn't the regular FagHag that didn't mind you getting wasted on various laps on parties thrown, and I wasn't a plastic doll, all make-up drowned.
I left you sole.. bestie. Now I sincerely miss you, that's all.
GBF(aka. Gay Best-Friend Forever) • Opuss № I