I've made many mistakes in the future. Traumatizing and I've yet to get use to. So I sweat as I feel I must misuse. This love you have given me, why the fuck shall I abuse. Love is not a boat on a summer cruise. Its many days through a deadly storm and don't you hit that snooze. Wake up from the sirens and defend it with your might from these pirates, with camera crews. Seems like the neighborhood is watching, huddling all around us like its the evening news. Your parents did not approve. Reading the statuses. Is this how mad we get? Will we ever find our cool? Turning this website to a tool used to be raping you. That's the realest shit i'll ever do and yes really I love you too. Still i'm all for you. Your one and only dude.