You don't remember what happened?
I wonder how you'd feel if you did..
Would you regret, be embarrassed, intrigued? Would you ask me about it?
Maybe it's for the best, our nights out together have special moments but only I remember them.
They are safe with me.
I have a regret.
It was a rookie mistake.
I apologise, it shouldn't have happened.
In fact it won't happen again.
Oh..
I don't regret what we did last night.
Not for a second.
The regret?
Is that it didn't go further...
There's always a next time..
HE is the devil who sits on my shoulder.
I am no angel, don't get me wrong.
I've never claimed to wear a halo.
You could make the dEVIL LIVE.
To LIVE is to be EVIL.
I am having an argument with myself.
I want you as does HE.
We are the same person.. well kind of.
You make HIM crazy and HE takes over me.
Maybe i should submit to HIM, even just for one night, just too see what happens.
I/we/you HE is/are dangerous.
I love it.
I hate it.
Fuck