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"Tell the chef, the beer is on me."
i kind of
i am truly an awful vile person that doesn’t deserve love
you told me you don’t want to see my face
god i’m so vile i’m sorry i sent you that stupid snapchat today
it’s been 2 days since i last heard your voice, and nearing 5 months since i was in your arms
it makes you sick when i call you baby
this really just proves to me even more that i don’t deserve love
i don’t know why someone like you chose to be with me
and you deserve so much better than me you deserve so much better
you are an angel
i’m lucky i got to be with you for so long
i feel a difference in the way you speak to me
HURT ME HURT ME H U R T M E
i feel sick being in this body
does it make you feel sick to say you love me
you said you don’t love me any less than before but i don’t think that’s true
how could i be such a fucking retarded fucking piece of shit
i’m sure the thought of touching me makes you feel sick now
i remember when you used to stare into my eyes with a sad look in your eyes and cry and when i would ask you why you were crying you would say “you’re just so beautiful” and i’d hold you
you cried holding me asleep in your arms to this song
"Tell the chef, the beer is on me."
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