Seduction by Michael Faudet
I’m on a Michael Faudet kick today it seems.
I feel like I’m a tragedy. A menace. A sad movie. Sometimes I’m good, sometimes I’m darting in pain. I’m so badly wounded. Beautifuly wounded. Did I really deserve you? Do I deserve this? … perhaps I’m blinded. Perhaps I was not able to see that you are a douche , a jerk, an asscrown. And I am a tragedy.
I’ve got all the baggage, drink the pills, and this is living without the will. I’m backing out, I’m shutting down. You left a hole when you walked out. -exit wounds, the script