Tuesday, May 24, 2016

But But But: Cut off

what pft huh Ok, I'm smacked around and just need to shut the fuck up. Oh David, you're forcing me to have some kind of hope in you. After watching some of Californication and having an idea to your real life, life history, it is hard to believe that you would have such a serious lust for me. I really could take it as a major compliment, but it isn't that I'm flattering your Californication lifestyle or your bisexual lifestyle either. I'm still afraid to know some things. Maybe you have a seriously good guy in you that you really want to prove, but I brace myself when it comes to discovering you more and the questionable number of people you have recent cheats with. There is a lot of things that don't make a lot of sense to me, and I feel like we're strangers in a lot of ways, but I have no other choice than to mostly just shut up. Do I want to ruin our time in the clouds with more questions about the reality of Californication, my skepticism, or reminders of cheats? Oh David, what even to believe about half of the arbitrage I see of yours and the ways that it doesn't always add up or make sense? While I look at you as the mean, hateful, and predatory fascist, its like you want to scream for your innocence with "Hang on Sloopy." What to really believe about that one? While it is a good sign of a song in some ways, the last time I heard it was from Rahm, who is a man that I know is more gay than straight, and a mean womanizer as well. I have to choose to not put too much bias to the song after it came from Rahm the first time..... I'll just have to be your doll baby for now David. I'm going to have to have some kind of hope and faith in you and it hurts to be forced to make that choice with likely odds that you would let me down again. The thought of being set up for another heartbreak can be terrifying. I'll have to be interrupted and stay your baby doll until you find a way to connect to me and make me believe more about you, where you came from, and what your objectives are.

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