dead love

On me jack jones. Having a whiskey Should be cudding an getting frisky. Being risky with love and passion. Sometimes i wonder What the fuck happened Whys the kind ones always lose. Yet the fuckers that abuse and use Seem to win the draw. Lifes flaws . Stay positive keep on. But for how long. Whos wrong. I think im right for not being wrong. I guess people in hong kong eat Dogs. And in Iceland women like fog. Green skys with purple delights Im glad im calm and kind. Even though i feel confused in my mind. I keep pushing on. Hope you dont mind. But i wish you find. Peace and love. And someone caring and kind x