But you seem worth it.
Im not one to deal with.
The matters of the heart.
But I think your worth it.
My hearts been battered.
Ripped.
Scarred.
Broken.
And I need a band aid.
Wanna take care of me?
A little bit of.
Alcohol.
Gauzes.
Love.
That sort of thing.
What im proposing.
Is that you give me a chance...
Im warning you in advance.
People tend to love me.




momma' podo ~
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