Cleaning his gloves. |
Why do I have to clean all of Theo's messes.
Spoiled? Bratty? Castelle really has done him a favour by exhibiting his worst qualities ever since that incident, how we can't control himself in front of men now. It's like I'm seeing the real him.
Now here i am, cleaning the grime of my knuckles. Him doing another sloppy deal. It's the crud, gristle of what this thuggish body can do now.
This is all a thug's duty, a vendor's duty of fist and knuckle served like soda cans. I'm taking a needy dog for a walk that will provide a 'payment' as you will, something that will keep my life on a leash. Something about me is keeping his little mature act up with the people, the lid of his madness.
So spare me when he go to **** himself.
So spare me when he go to **** himself.