I do a lot of thinking, especially when I’m drinking. Fantasies come to an end as soon as reality begins to sink back in. I’m only allowed about a little bit of happiness. Can’t be wasting it on girls whom I’m bound to miss. Last kiss…hmm I have to think on it. Told a bitch to kiss my ass cause that’s the most she could get from my lips. There was a point where she could have gotten the world from me. Now she can pardon my back cause that’ll be the last thing she will see of me. Walking away….