“Dear Lover, Why is it I seem to love you more than I love myself? I sit here in your home for…”
Dear Lover,
Why is it I seem to love you more than I love myself? I sit here in your home for days and when we aren't getting high and having sex, you barely speak to me. Sometimes when I’m asked if I should leave you tell me no. So I stay. I busy myself with ordering groceries when I have to.
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