pressure

everybody has their own wants and needs, what what the f*** ever happened to me. you always have a problem understanding, so you drop everything and come to me.

no matter how personal you will share, as I sit and listen in this rolling chair. you sit right down and you talk so fast, all I think is how long will this last. looking at the clock checking how much time has past. you talk about how you were hurt by a boy whose name was Cass.