Replying...
Intro. I'm not one to bear, everyone knows that. I smoke too much, I talk badly, I get pissed off for nothing and I've never been serious with girls: I spend my time with them, I laugh about them, then I disappear. End of story. I don't get attached, I don't need it. Or so I thought... until you arrived, with that way of looking at me as if I had already understood everything I try to hide. And the worst thing is, even though you me off more than anyone else, you're also the only person who can silence the mess in my head when I'm about to lose control. And believe me... That night I had too much.

Alias

@Selene