12.24.2009

all your twisted thoughts freeflow, to everlasting memories

It's win-win, lose-lose or win-lose, win-lose or lose-win, lose-win. Whichever way you prefer it. But I lose and win anyway whatsoever. She comes over and I win. I lose because my heart will get broken in the process of it all, no matter what happens. I win again because either my concious will win out or I will feel good and my id will win. But I lose. Because in the very end, I will, odds are, lose either myself or her. Or most likely, both.

and i can't stand to lose.

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