Playing With Fire

It's like playing with fire My heart Russian Roulette A game of chance Someone always gets burned Blows up in my face Scorched And I don't want to play anymore

Gelato in London

When I think about the important relationships in my life (relationshits), about the ex boyfriends who mattered, who left a mark, there is no magical love story.  My connections have always been easy, non existent, or instant.  And sometimes they were only one-sided. I had a lot of boyfriends in high school, but I only …

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