Yes, I tend to fuck everything up. I'm impulsive, a doll manipulated by pride.
I'm sick, I've said and done bad things, which I rarely regret.
I'm also a walking contradition, which seems to piss people off a bit.
Yesterday was ugly, maybe empty, but today I proudly say: I'm IN LOVE. In an ABSURD way.
Everything is too intense near me. Unfortunately, that includes fights. Fortunately, it includes love also. A brutal, unconditional love. And I don't even know how to do it, how to love. Maybe you'll teach me. Yes, that's what I want. I dream about a whole life by your side, and even so I'll probably die without getting to know you and touch you as much as I need to... But at least we'll have matching coffins, or our ashes will be mixed in the same jar. Yeah yeah, sick. But that would be the perfect end to spend the foreverness of death.

And I know you probably think the same, without, maybe, all the drama.

So please, please please please please, just say yes if I ask you to be mine for a lifetime.


I love you.