I hate it...being in love...it's like taking a drug...it's a great high...

Until you crash...

Until you lay in bed broken...

You give them your heart...and what do they do in return?

They rip it in to pieces...tear it apart...and then show up on your door step the next morning with a bag and they give it back to you...

Just to wait for the next guy or girl to come along and help you mend it...

Just to repeat what the last bitch did...

And now my addiction to numbing my pain with marijuana and a knife to my wrists...is growing...

I can't escape this hell that I created...

I can't stay mad at you...

You know I want you more then I want the world to end...

You know that I want you to knock me down and pick me back up...

To tell me I'm a good girl...like I'm nothing but a dog...

I'll do whatever you want to make you smile...

even if it's torturing myself...

Even if it's killing everyone in heaven and earth...

Even if it's killing my self...

I need you like the air in my lungs...

Well more like the marijuana smoke in my lungs anyway...

I want you...

Please give me love...

I know I don't deserve it...

But please...

I love you...

~Millzy Wolfie