Gayten-Guidry. . Don't know why I love you, but I do,. I don't know why I cry so,. I only know I'm lonely and that I want you only,. Don't know why, love you baby, but I do..
My neighbors in the real world. Are like the people in my dreams. The numb walk with the wicked. And I walk in between. . They're really hard to talk to.
Well, I don't hate my parents. I don't get drunk just to spite them. I've got my own reasons to drink now. I think I'll call my dad up and invite him.