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So, it's a new day a new life
13 years ago
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With you Walter, my love, my heart, has been melted from the ice. It has been thawed, and with all your love, all your affection and want to stay close, I have returned to a age and date that I barely knew mentally. When I was friends with people, before I was near what I felt to be a near death experience.
To all you haters, well, you got time to see the new me, to those who can't forgive, I feel sorry for, because I feel massively energetic and happy now, far more than I ever was with you, and you're just gonna miss it unless you reconsider things.
For the first time my heart is alive with life in many, many years, and I thank you dear Walter, I thank you for you have revived my heart. <3 You have revived my love and proved to be the best boyfriend ever.
Your prize? My life, my soul, my mind and body is yours. Cause you are the freakin' best ever and always will be. I will love you past death, when you die our love will not stop there, for I will love you far beyond the grave Walter. I love you forever my angel.
Sometimes you get suicidal however Walter, and really Walter, you've got to understand how much I mean to you and you mean to me baby. Because I do talk in caps because I love you. It's as if you're asking me to just let you go, kill yourself and live without you, with really no one to give my love too Walter. But if you're really asking to suicide, baby I can't let you go unless you want me to follow you in killing myself in alchohol, because such a thing would stop my heart for months and years long after. I would never, possibly be the same chu again without your endearing, heart thumping love for me.
But Walter, you need to realize, it takes two to tango, two to love. Let me love you, let me feel your heart with this peace Walter... let me fill your soul with love as you've revived my spirits. Walter, to say ever, you didn't need me, is to miss the whole point of love. Because we need each other.
Otherwise, there we go ladies and gents! The trauma spell on me is broken. I am free. Free to love. Free to care and never remove from my beloved with maddening thoughts.
To all my friends of before, either you can look and don't touch, or come back and see the beauty that beholds me now, as I, the once ugly duckling, just became a fucking swan. I am truly beautiful now, and it's such a shame you can't come back for some of you I feel aren't. You're gonna miss a hell of a party I got instore for the world with all my big loving heart.
But Walter, please stay. If you really think Suicide is the way out. You can know I'll follow with intoxicating myself with drugs and alchohol, just desperately trying to fill the black cold wound.
I hope you know when you said 'Let me die', no, you really wouldn't understand what the fuck it would do to me my angel. But you can know I'll follow, slowly, painfully, to be acquainted with your own grave. Slitting wrists perhaps? Alchoholism? Drug addiction? Yeah, how else am I GOING TO FILL THE WOUND WALTER?
Of course I love you, however. I would never be the man I was today if it wasn't for you and the friends around me who've been my teachers. All I felt alone was a deeply discarded suffering and would've felt if I was lonely. To all of those people who said 'I don't need you' well, guess what? That's the biggest hypocrisy I ever heard. Cause you do, and you always will, wether it's me or it's the other 5 billion on this planet, you're a baby who's always going to be spoonfed. Aww, does it sound like bullshit? Well, next time you see your banker, boss and employees and family, friends who'll help you all in a bad time, why don't you let me know how you feel?
To all you haters, well, you got time to see the new me, to those who can't forgive, I feel sorry for, because I feel massively energetic and happy now, far more than I ever was with you, and you're just gonna miss it unless you reconsider things.
For the first time my heart is alive with life in many, many years, and I thank you dear Walter, I thank you for you have revived my heart. <3 You have revived my love and proved to be the best boyfriend ever.
Your prize? My life, my soul, my mind and body is yours. Cause you are the freakin' best ever and always will be. I will love you past death, when you die our love will not stop there, for I will love you far beyond the grave Walter. I love you forever my angel.
Sometimes you get suicidal however Walter, and really Walter, you've got to understand how much I mean to you and you mean to me baby. Because I do talk in caps because I love you. It's as if you're asking me to just let you go, kill yourself and live without you, with really no one to give my love too Walter. But if you're really asking to suicide, baby I can't let you go unless you want me to follow you in killing myself in alchohol, because such a thing would stop my heart for months and years long after. I would never, possibly be the same chu again without your endearing, heart thumping love for me.
But Walter, you need to realize, it takes two to tango, two to love. Let me love you, let me feel your heart with this peace Walter... let me fill your soul with love as you've revived my spirits. Walter, to say ever, you didn't need me, is to miss the whole point of love. Because we need each other.
Otherwise, there we go ladies and gents! The trauma spell on me is broken. I am free. Free to love. Free to care and never remove from my beloved with maddening thoughts.
To all my friends of before, either you can look and don't touch, or come back and see the beauty that beholds me now, as I, the once ugly duckling, just became a fucking swan. I am truly beautiful now, and it's such a shame you can't come back for some of you I feel aren't. You're gonna miss a hell of a party I got instore for the world with all my big loving heart.
But Walter, please stay. If you really think Suicide is the way out. You can know I'll follow with intoxicating myself with drugs and alchohol, just desperately trying to fill the black cold wound.
I hope you know when you said 'Let me die', no, you really wouldn't understand what the fuck it would do to me my angel. But you can know I'll follow, slowly, painfully, to be acquainted with your own grave. Slitting wrists perhaps? Alchoholism? Drug addiction? Yeah, how else am I GOING TO FILL THE WOUND WALTER?
Of course I love you, however. I would never be the man I was today if it wasn't for you and the friends around me who've been my teachers. All I felt alone was a deeply discarded suffering and would've felt if I was lonely. To all of those people who said 'I don't need you' well, guess what? That's the biggest hypocrisy I ever heard. Cause you do, and you always will, wether it's me or it's the other 5 billion on this planet, you're a baby who's always going to be spoonfed. Aww, does it sound like bullshit? Well, next time you see your banker, boss and employees and family, friends who'll help you all in a bad time, why don't you let me know how you feel?
