You, lost soul, may have once had me under a spell, but I see now the sadness in your heart. You are not getting better and perhaps you’re right, it is only a matter of time until you blow it all and they lock you away.
You, selfish idiot, are going to end up hurt and broken hearted. But your heart will be broken because of your idiocy and you will hurt only because of your selfish decisions.
And you, desired, can go about and do whatever you’d like with whomever you’d like. Don’t listen to the friends who make fun of your choices because, if they are female, it is simply because they’re jealous. I hope I was never guilty of this myself, but I probably was, and I’m sorry.