Lonely Girl Black 2: Still lonely
Deeply, sincerely, I want to be touched. Deeply, sincerely, I want to be f*cked. Being physically touched can make me fall in love. (And yes I want love) Quickly and hard. Hardly it happens, hardly it screams for me. Hardly am I being chased, hardly am I being sought to make, receive or even to give love. I'd settle for lust but my end game is love. My mind cant/wont change on wanting something else. God it fucking hurts to be single and with no love. I float on air when I'm in love.